Sunday, March 20, 2011
20/31
As I reflected on my Spring Break and look at how much was accomplished I am realizing how much I have left to teach my 5th graders. I have spent 27 weeks with them and I only have 9 left. I feel this way every year. I hate to prepare them to move on. My job is a 36 week job though. They only have me for one school year. But each year I find my heart not wanting to let go of them. You know the ones that run up to you at Reasor's when they see you outside of school and give you the warmest, bear hug! My time with them is ending, but I know that it leads to a new door of fabulous fifth graders. So tonight I remember the smiles, the giggles, the witty comments that echo in my heart with my current group. Tonight I figure out what remains of the standards to accomplish before May 25. Tonight I figure out what I have left to teach them. Good Night!
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It is so, so hard to say good-bye. I used to say I needed just a little more time, to do such 'n such with different classes. I loved your ending, "remember the smiles, the giggles, the witty comments that echo in my heart". And - the figuring out! Best wishes for a lovely end to the year!
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