This is the third entry to my blog. If you are following my journey, you probably know what this post is all about –
My year as a student/pre-school teacher
I loved being a teacher! It was such a rewarding, yet challenging job. The way children can change and influence one’s life is just amazing. You never know just how much love you have to so freely give small little lives. Children challenge you, test you, teach you, respect you and love you every single minute of the day. Every child is so perfectly made and put together. Imaginations are wild and exotic. Emotions are sensitive and growing. Energy is high and everlasting. Hearts are pure and golden. Eyes are bright and excited. Hands are small and dirty. Noses are red and runny..
I started in the year of 2013. As with any other job, I started at the bottom. For the first three months, I worked as an assistant to a teacher. The children welcomed me with open arms and within my first week, I have fallen in love with my job. To my surprise, I also managed to win over the hearts of my colleagues and the school principal. My promotion to an official teacher with my very own class came as a surprise, just after three short months. I did work extremely hard for it. I had vowed to learn everything possible regarding the ins and outs of being a teacher in the shortest amount of time and it payed off.
It wasn’t always easy. Working those long hours and doing preparations for classes while studying was exhausting. Obviously that also meant that I didn’t have much of a social life, but I didn’t mind. I was happy. Life was good. Finally, I was doing something rewarding and good again. Soon I realized that the people who kept on telling me, ‘Everything will work out’ and ‘Better things are coming’, were right. Everything did work out and better things did come.
ABC’s, 123’s, nursery rhymes and stories consumed me. Concerts, themes, painting and crafts. Seasons, Holidays, Days of the week and Months. Children are like sponges and suck up every piece of information given to them. Little minds become filled with new things. Bright eyes become even brighter with new information. Joyful hearts gets filled with songs and laughter. To be a part of this amazing world of teaching, will always stay with me. For every tear that I have wiped away, every scraped knee I have kissed, every heart I have touched and every soul I have gotten to know, I am grateful. Patience and I became best friends in that year. Compassion befriended me. Love has changed me. Kindness grabbed me. I was one step closer to the person that I was meant to be.
As a child, I didn’t have the luxury of having that incredible “Aha! I want to be a ____ when I grow up!” moment. All I wanted was to please everyone around me and make everyone else happy. It did occasionally mean that I had to be unhappy or angry, but it didn’t bother me for very long. I eventually got my “Aha!” moment, in that very magical year of 2011.
I realized that I did not have enough knowledge and I couldn’t continue to just wing it. With my parents backing me, I enrolled in a college to learn about childcare, milestones and development. Soon after my enrolment, I realized that I am going to need some practical experience with more than one age group and more than two boys. Again, time for a very big sacrifice!
This sacrifice left me unemployed for four months – horrible doesn’t even begin to explain that! Eventually my mother managed to persuade me to get up and show up! We spent an entire day driving around towns and suburbs, stopping at every single pre-school we could see. It felt like endless “Hi, I am Sunette and I am looking for a job. Please take my resume and let me know if you have an opening. Thank you” All of the answers were the same, “Sorry, we cannot help you.” Can you even imagine what that does to a person? You feel worthless, ashamed, and useless even. I felt completely inferior to everyone around me. Needless to say, tears were inevitable.
That day will stay with me forever. What have I learned? To be more compassionate, humble and kind. I came out stronger that day because I had to forget about my ego and be completely patient. I had to do a lot of soul searching and fight to stay positive and smile while the doors closed in my face. Giving up was not an option, not only for myself but also for my mom.She had been wiping away tears and listening to me complain and scream for an entire day. My mom gave up her whole day just so I didn’t have to go through this day alone. I could not give up. I did not give up. I got the job! The last pre-school I dragged myself into had an opening. An opening just for me. A whole new chapter, just for me. A chance to grow and learn, just for me. A new beginning for the new me.
They say it takes only one day to change your life completely. One day to see the rest of your life. This was my day. The day I was reborn into the person I still am today. Not my proudest or easiest day but my revelation. That day I vowed to never let someone I love go through hard times alone, I vowed to love unconditionally, I vowed to fight and to stay strong no matter what and I vowed to never give up. No matter how hard it gets. Never. Give. Up.
In 2011, I made the brave decision to leave my horrible job as a debt collector to pursue my passion. I grew up surrounded by children. My mother ran a daycare from home and our neighbour had an aftercare. We used to jump over the wall numerous times a day to play with each other, help with homework and make new friends. Together with all of that, my friends used to come by, unannounced on their bicycles over weekends and even during the week. It truly was the best time of my life! I think it is now safe to say that children are my passion.
After leaving my job in 2011, I got my first AuPair job. It was amazing! I looked after two of the cutest little boys with hair for days! They have taught me so many things, tested me in so many ways and opened my eyes to so many things. Finally, I started to dream of my future for the first time. Working as a debt collector breaks ones soul. You continue to take away from people, hurt people and break people. They have absolutely nothing left and then you still have to take that nothing away from them. Looking at those two boys made me realize that I can do so much more and mean so much more. I could trade that awful soul crushing daily task of taking the nothingness away from people, for giving back, teaching and loving unconditionally. I had so much to learn and so much to do.
We have spent many hours with those boys, doing ”boy stuff”. The three of us played with bunnies, jumped on the trampoline for hours at a time, played with cars in the mud and ran around for no reason. We had milkshake dates and birthday parties. The most precious parts were when we exchanged knowledge and gifts and made the most magical memories together. The way a child can enrich your life unknowingly is so precious. Children have so much to offer the world and so much more to offer a single person. They care, trust and love without thinking twice about it. A child is the most exceptional little creature capable of the most extraordinary things.
There are so many blogs written by and for mommies, this is not one of them. I am an AuPair on the adventure of a lifetime! I dedicate this blog to all others like me, brave enough to love the children of others and to sacrifice so much for them (With the most love ever, I might add). Welcome to my blog!