it has been 3 years, since i embarked on the journey of being an early childhood educator...
so much learnt... so much shared... so much taught... so much experienced... and so many more to come...
looking back... it really wasn't easy... really...
-i remembered crying so much when i had to wash poo-ed butts and clean up pukes... -i remembered staying up late at night or even through the entire night to do up my assignments... -i remembered convincing my parents that i really love being in the early childhood field... -i remembered how my daddy used to be mad @ me for not going in a JC or Poly... -i remembered how my mummy used to think of me as a nanny... -i remembered only my granddad truly understand my love for children... -i remembered being questioned by parents when the think i'm underage, i still get this today! -i remembered spending hours and even days to do up my classrooms... -i remembered staying up late to do up all the teaching aids... -i remembered i did that (above) with the help of my friends... THANKS!!! -i remembered ... -i remembered ... -i remembered ...
really thank god for bringing me to where i am today... -thank him for his grace and favour that has always been upon me whichever school i went to... -thank him for the strength he has provided when the going got tough.. -thank him for showing my parents how much i really enjoyed myself... -thank him for all the wonderful mentors that i had... -thank him for all the awesome friends that have supported my decicion... -thank him for a great granddad! -thank him... -thank him... -thank him...
