As Time Goes By

While on FaceTime with mom last night I realized something. Today marks two months since I left Canadian soil to embark on this journey. How do you measure time? It's funny to think about because right now my students are labouring over trying to measure time in our Maths lessons. The sad reality is that while time is something that we use in our everyday life, it is the most difficult concept to grasp for my 9 and 10 year olds. Ironically, they know when it's break time, lunch time, and the end of the day. I've started telling them when we are doing things using the 24 hour clock because they are way out in left field over it. But I digress.

We measure time in different ways. As we get older we start to lose time to ourselves. It is because of this that time slips away so quickly. Now, I wouldn't say that I have lost the last two months of my life. Instead, I would say I'm thankful for what has taken place. I have seen friendships break and mend while others flourish. I have seen children cry and storm out of a PE lesson because they didn't win or get anther turn. I've also witnessed how some children can't understand how their actions affect others in a very direct way. The list goes on! But, at the end of it all, I've started to see that some children DO in fact listen to me and recognize that I don't speak just so that I can hear my own voice.  Even though sometimes I feel like that's the case, I know that with each day that I go home with a headache, I have created a spark of thought for at least one or two of them. 

While I've been here for two months, the children have only been my students for 6 weeks. That thought sure changes my perspective on things because it reminds me how far I have come, and how much more time we have left together.