I Teach, But I’m Still Learning

Inside the classroom, growth doesn’t belong to just the children.

Hi, I’m a primary school teacher sharing the small, quiet stories that shape big lives. Each post is a reflection from the classroom — honest, emotional, and real.

We often imagine teachers as people who know it all — firm voices, steady chalk, and answers to every question.
But the truth is: I walk into my classroom every day not just to teach, but to learn.

In the small hands that reach for crayons, in the eyes that wander during lessons, and in the voices that interrupt with curious questions — I’ve found my greatest teachers.

Lesson One: Patience Isn’t About Waiting

One morning, a child sat frozen over a math worksheet, tears collecting in her eyes. I felt that familiar urge to jump in, to fix, to explain — but I didn’t. I sat beside her and said, “I’m here. Take your time.”

Five long minutes passed in silence. Then she quietly picked up her pencil and solved the problem.

That day, I learned that patience isn’t about how long you wait — it’s about what you do while waiting.
Sometimes, presence is enough.

Lesson Two: Joy Is Loud, Messy, and Worth It

I used to believe that a quiet classroom was a successful one.
That was before I let my students paint without rules for a day.

There was laughter, chaos, and paint on more than just paper. But what they created wasn’t just art — it was confidence.
A quiet classroom can be beautiful, but joy? Joy makes noise.

Lesson Three: We All Want to Be Seen

One student, always tucked into the back corner, rarely spoke. He wasn’t disruptive—just invisible.

One day, during drawing time, I paused by his desk and said, “That’s a really cool robot. Tell me about it.”
His face lit up.
The next day, he brought me another drawing.
By the end of the week, he was talking more than ever.

That child taught me that acknowledgment is powerful.
We don’t just teach children — we reflect them.

Lesson Four: I Can’t Fix Everything, But I Can Show Up

There are days I walk home with heaviness in my chest.
Days when a student shares something no child should ever experience.
I’ve learned I can’t save them from every hardship.
But I can be a constant.

A safe voice. A kind eye. A reliable adult in a world that often fails them.

And sometimes, that’s enough to change everything.

“We think we’re shaping young minds, but often, they’re reshaping ours.”

Lessons That Stay

Teaching is not a performance of knowledge.
It’s a conversation — one where I’m still learning the language.

Yes, I’m here to teach letters and numbers.
But I’m also here to be reminded of empathy, wonder, curiosity, and courage.

So no — I don’t have all the answers.
But every day, I show up with the same goal as my students:
To try.
To grow.
To learn.

Written by a teacher who is still learning, one story at a time.