it's over!

Well, I have finally finished my teaching prácticas today. It sure has taken me some time, but in the end I did it.
It hasn't been easy (it's not for anybody), but I was able to control my anxiety and personal fear(always present!). I had started my prácticas last year, but since I got crazy (or stressed out, whatever), I chose to do the second half this year.
And in spite of my fantasies, with annoying, rude students in them that I wouldn't be able to control, I was prized with this beautiful, gifted group of teenagers.
They have been wonderful, not perfect, but perfect to me. Fifteen intelligent adolescents and, as a bonus, a very nice girl from Germany that is visiting our town from whom I learnt quite a good deal of things.
The first classes were the most difficult ones, and I wouldn't sleep at all on the night before going to school, but eventually it got better. I learnt how to work with my voice so that they would listen and pay attention. The kids participated all the time. They were extremely active, and that was a totally unexpected thing for me, especially because last year, the group I had worked with was below the average. I mean, I know well that you can't predict (or pretend, in this country!) the kind of class you are going to deal with, but it was also quite a personal challenge, like facing my own demons or something. I was scared and I was sure it would be the hardest thing to achieve.
But it wasn't at all. The kids did great, and the project I made them work with was enjoyed by all of them.
I was also really lucky, 'cause their classroom teacher, Ms Teresita is a genious. I have learnt hundreds of things during the time I observed her, and while I was in charge as well. She was very helpful, and that is something I'll always be grateful for, 'cause it happens that you may get to a place where the teacher has the incorrect sensation that they are being invaved. I can understand that all of us suffer from self confident from time to time, but it would be awesome if they remembered that they have been in this same position themselves once, and surely did they need someone to support them. Anyway, I hope that if it comes a day that a resident needs to make use of my class, I will remember how frightening it can be to face the students when there is not a nice face at the back of the classroom to show you, even with a little, almost unperceptible smile, that you are doing ok.
So going back to 'my' students, I said goodbye to them this morning. I wanted to say many things but I got nervous as if it was my very first day with them. I also had the chance to tell Ms Teresita that it really has been an honour for me to work with her. And I miss them already!
So I did it. I finished something that had tormented me since last year. This has been a major step on my race to get my degree. And even when I'm not usually my best friend, today I could see that I have done good and that I have put myself nearer to my precious degree and my forthcoming carreer.