Teaching children

I still refuse to convince myself that I don't have to say "I will never...".
I used to say "I will never teach children, because I'm afraid of them". What's more, I reinforced that idea after covering a teacher, who couldn't work for two days, in second and third grade. There where just some hours teaching children which made me decide that for the rest of my life, I would NEVER teach children.
That decision lived in my mind for four years up to last March, when I was offered to cover 8 hours at primary school for two months. After thinking a lot, I decided to take the chance, because otherwise I wouldn't work this year, due to the closing of my coaching classes (economical reasons in between) at secondary school last year.
The thing is that I was absolutely frightened about teaching children because I didn't know how to treat them. I was so afraid of not being good enough or making them cry whenever I try to call their attention.
The fear lasted two weeks or so, and before completing my two months, I was offered to have my own hours, not just as a back up, but as the lead teacher.
My instant answer was: "No, thank you". But my husband made me think that it was a great opportunity to have my own groups before having my degree, plus, he saw the chance to stop giving me money.
So, I called the head of the English department and I said that I would accept her offer.
By now, I have to say that the downside of teaching children is that as a person who has spent 16 years studying English, I find the use of vocabulary and grammar quite limited. I have to rough tune everything I say so as to make sure that everyone understands what I'm saying. In contrast, I would have never imagined how gratifying teaching children might be. They are so sweet and loving that whatever happens to me, I know that going to teach them is an extraordinary experience which charges my "batteries" and helps me go on. Whenever I'm sad, they make me laugh, whenever I'm tired they give me energy and strength to continue with my day.
My students are kind and generous, they stop playing in their breaks to come and hug me or give me kiss. "Hello, miss!" they say with a huge smile on their little faces. When I'm with them in the classroom, some of them might complain about having too much work to do, but anyway, they try to do it. I cannot make up my mind yet if they work that much, because they really want to, or if it is because I oblige them to work. Moreover, I don't know if it's due to my age and ideals, but I wouldn't like to become one of those teachers who give their students some work to do, and just sit to wait the results. I'm constantly walking around the classroom, checking whatever they are doing.
To summarize, I have to say that I took this job as part of my experiences in life, but up to the moment, I have no regrets about it. I'm happy to have given myself the chance to try, and find out that working with children is so rewarding.