blessed

One night,
I dreamed about my school.
my teachers.
my friends.

Then I dreamed about my internship.
my students, my best partners ever.

Then I dreamed about me teaching some kids.
at my primary school.

and now here I am.
in front of class.
in front of kids.
I call them, my students.
They call me, teacher.

I was so excited at the first.
getting nervous until now.
trying to answer my own question about:
Can I be a good teacher?

Kids,
Thanks for being my first official students.
Thanks for making me feel so blessed to have you as my students.
I love you all since the first time we met, and I'll always do.

Sincerely,
Miss. E