And So It All Begins....

"Argh!!!! What is that noise?" she said. "That stupid alarm clock is sounding!"

Stupid... not really. Faithful with a Purpose...absolutely. That was indeed the same alarm that had served and continues serving as her constant reminder that she has a regimented routine. But how could she move? It felt as if she had just laid down three hours ago. Revelation... she did just lie down three hours ago. Reality has juset set in.

But is it possible that this was in fact her new reality? Long arduous days ending at 2:00 a.m. and short peaceful nights being forcefully interrupted by the sound of the 5:00 a.m. drill sergeant in which most like to call "The Alarm".

"Why me...why now? I'm so tired!!!" But in the midst of her complaints, she realized that this newfound, underappreciated morning regime served a purpose. Although she was sacrificing much desired rest in exchange for extended days of stress, pedagogical overload, and fatigue, it was beginning to all make sense and seem well worth it. "Despite the fact that I am tired and desire just ten more minutes of sleep, just one time to hit the snooze button and allow my mind, body and spirit to explore 'death's second cousin' ," also known as sleep in more euphemistic terms , "I have to get up. For today marks a pivitol and monumental moment in my life. Today is the day that I begin my extensive summer training with Teach For America. Today, my reality to serve as a social agent for change begins. Today, I now make the promise to teach for America!!!"

Motivated, inspired, and dedicated... she rises.

She is I...

Today marks the beginning of what is sure to be a strenuous summer; but I will not complain. Just allow me to maintain the mindset that at the end, I will be a trained teacher affecting the lives of today's youth and tomorrow's leaders.

I begin summer institute... and boy was this a long day. It began at 5:00 a.m. and my Teach For America (TFA) trainings are just now coming to a close at 10:00 p.m. However, I can not succumb to sleep just yet. I have to read and complete written assignements for tomorrow's similiarly identical agenda.

(Pause)

I take a moment to breath... I take a second to pray for peace and serenity. I will survive this six week training. I will be a contribution to underpriveleged communities. Despite my fatigue, anxiety, frustration, confusion, etc. I will perservere. I will remain humble and devoted. I am grateful for this experience and all that accompanies it. Therefore, this particular blog serves as not only my catharsis to cope with the stress of my first day, it also serves as an outlet for me to express my undying commitment and endless gratitude. Nothing great is worth having if it does not involve a struggle. In every struggle lies a lesson; and in every lesson lies a blessing. And so my struggle continues...

Motivated, inspired, and dedicated... She rises. And She is I.