We moved to Utah a few weeks ago. I love it here. There is not a day that goes by that I am grateful for the beautiful mountains that serve as a backdrop to my commute home.
I am teaching in Magna at Cyprus High School. I work roughly 10-11 hours every day; yet, I don't mind the hard work, because the kids make it worth it.I have fallen in love with teaching.
Teaching has opened my heart. I teach in a blue-collar area. Most of my students works at minimum wage jobs just to provide for their needs. Additionally, many of them come from broken homes. I hear about their individual struggles through their journals and by informative emails sent to teachers by the administration. I feel so grateful for my upbringing. I grew up in a whole home where my education was put first. Every need was provided for. I never went to bed hungry. I never was denied medical attention because my parents couldn't afford it. I will forever be grateful for my privileged and blessed upbringing.
I want to make a difference in the lives of my students. I may be there for only four months, but I feel that I can really make a difference by teaching them tolerance, perseverance, and love.
I love our life right now. I can't wait to see what the following months bring. The Lord always provides.