These are the mornings I worry about teaching. The rainy, early mornings when I'll struggle to get out of my warm bed and be at school myself, not to mention inspiring my students to get excited about what they're learning. I guess I'll just have to muscle through it, not think about how warm and comfortable my bed is, or how wet and miserable I'll be on the way to school, but try to focus on why I'm doing what I'm doing in the first place: for my students, for my God. I fell as though teaching is something I'm being called to, and if I can keep that in perspective, I can face anything. Even cold and miserable 8 o'clock mornings. ;)
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