I woke up just before sunrise, the room barely lightened by the soft blue of early morning. It was quiet, and honestly, I’ve come to like that more than I expected. I moved out of my bed, careful not to open the creaky door. I didn’t want to wake anyone.
the kitchen felt a little colder than usual. I went to boil hot water for bathing. Everything outside was still. The environment was empty, and it felt like the world was on pause for a bit. I love this time of day, before everything starts moving. The birds were just beginning to wake up, their soft chirps breaking the silence i loved so much
I thought about the day ahead. There’s not much on my mind—just some lesson planning, maybe marking and recording a few papers, and then heading to school. It’s awkward being a teacher at 18. Sometimes I feel like I’m still a student, and yet here I am, planning other people’s school days very annoying trust me. It’s not Tiring, just… a lot sometimes. But today has this feeling that it was going to nice,manageable, nothing too crazy.
The sun started coming up, from that blue to a soft yellow as the sun slowly came up. I checked the time. It wouldn’t be long before my mum and sister started waking up—the sounds of people heading to work, kids on their way to school, all the usual morning stuff started to be heard.
I went to check my water by this time to start getting ready . I thought about how different life feels now compared to just a year ago, when my mornings were all about rushing to school. Now, it’s about showing up as the person people look to for guidance and their daily subjects, even if I’m just thinking of things out myself. But it’s good, tho.
As I got ready for work, I realized how much I appreciate these small, quiet moments. No pressure, no rush—just me and the world slowly waking up. Maybe that’s enough for today and then i remembered their is no work for tomorrow due to private school teachers day i was overwhelmed with joy.
Well the day was cool just the way i like.
Wow, it's incredible being a teacher at such a young age. What class do you teach and what age ranges do your students go from?
Teaching is a noble profession, I mean you get to shape the minds of people we will leave on earth, so in a way you are contributing to the future.
I can imagine that it can be a lot to handle though. I wish you strength to tackle it.
Thank you for sharing this beautiful phase of your early morning life at an age where you rightly put, makes you feel like a student yourself. Sometimes, circumstances around us give us a courage we naturally would not believe we had.