Starting a new semester

Fresh faces of students and teachers

Syllabus to be signed

Fire escapes to be memorized

Pressure of first impressions 

We all know the feeling 

Needing to find your footing 

Fear of grades slipping early 

Adapting to each new teaching style

My usual is not caring 

But I felt a surge initiating snowball 

Like I was water being carried along a river

I had found my footing being able to climb freely 

Embracing each press of my pencil and type of my keyboard 

Grades on the rise attendance in its prime 

I had come to realization this is momentum

I hadn’t let the work overwhelm me 

Leaving it unable to fill me with the stress I had been used to

Skyrocketing rather than plummeting 

Projects and presentations

Exams and essays 

Everything being completed on time

All work being graded well 

Soaring past challenges and entirely understanding topics

Seeing my grades 85% and above 

Not only was I passing but I was joyful not stressed

Feeling similar to a soft breath of fresh air

Finally knowing what it’s like to have my head above water

Being able to snowball up instead of drowning

Growing along with my momentum.