Today I taught: today they learned.
A strange feeling of warmth...
A novelty? No. I have heard the click of understanding locking into place, multiple times, before.
What dazzled me today was that they enjoyed it. They interacted not because they had to, but because they wanted to.
I have prepared for sullenness. When I need to, I will pull out my sheaf of cards with their names and call on them.
I have yet to pull out the cards.
They know more than I expected! And they make connections I did not expect! And they care, which I expected least of all!
This is special. The joy I feel now may ebb, come October or Thanksgiving or even next week. It may last all semester, only to vanish next spring.
It may last until I die. It may crescendo and never stop crescending.
I will grip the joy I feel tightly, with both hands of my mind. I am good at this. I am fit for this. I am called to this.
I was born to this.
Long live euphoria.