Day 1 of my last month of teaching

I've begun writing this blog post as a form of journalling my last month in the Teach for India fellowship.

Lets begin with a moment of reflection. Some time to sit and think about the emotions that enfolds this fellowship.

Teach for India fellowship asks you the question, "Do you want to become the best version of yourself tomorrow?" And when I say tomorrow, I don't mean a vague date we bookmark in our future to forget the next day. I mean tomorrow. If you dont change today, you don't change the lives of your students tomorrow.

This question along with an infite repository of forgiveness, guidance, love they provide through your growth is what the fellowship is about. It truly is unlike anything you would be a part of at the age of 21/22.

I would like to be clear, I am grateful. I am most grateful for the freedom they provide. I am grateful for the freedom I have, yet angry at the weight of it. It’s not a spiteful anger - it’s the kind that burns from confusion and indecision, from the impossible choice between fixing a problem or simply accepting it.

At my age, I know so little about how things truly work. Freedom is a gift, but it’s also a burden when you’re unsure how to wield it.

Still, I embrace my anger. It’s the energy of someone trying to make sense of a world that doesn’t come with a manual. Because to accept something fully, I first need to wrestle with it.

Pray for me in my last month.