A boring day.

In my teaching life, I don't get a moment to take care of myself or pay attention to myself; the whole day goes by taking care of the kids, teaching them, and helping them study new subjects. At a certain point, I become exhausted. When I look at myself in the mirror, I feel like a stranger. Today was yet another day when I went to my son's madrasa, but my body was completely filled with fatigue. Sometimes I wish to leave all professions and just stay at home, but when the faces of the little children, my precious students, come to my mind, I feel very bad.