I never expected to be so emotionally attached to my students. This year when they did poorly on a test, I cried. When they unexpectedly moved to a new school, I cried. When they made growth beyond their own expectations, I cried. I'm pretty sure all I did this year is cry! I know that can't be true, but I am certain our later shift custodian who locks the doors at night thinks I am crazy. I can't count the number of times he told me to make sure my door was locked and my light was off as tears ran down my cheeks and my face was completely red. It happens. We just pretend it doesn't.
Through all the tears, I have felt so much Joy. I am fearful for when my students and I realize that we won't have the same classroom ever again. We became so dependent on one another and took our friendship for granted. For Third Graders, they were pretty insightful, they taught me more about being a kind friend to one another than I could have ever learned on my own. They are a really special group of students and each one faced their own challenges, but that never stopped them from noticing how they made each other laugh or what a future some of them have as creative writers and artists. When my one friend kept his desk clean for more than a week, I felt joy. When they went from red and yellow in reading to green and even blue, I felt joy (and super proud of their work). When they cheered on their friends and when we gave out our superlatives (they all called out their guesses, and most of the time knew their classmates really well), I felt so much joy.
With that being said, my first "Thank You" goes to my students. Thank you for all you have taught me. I will never forget you all.
It has been a hard first year! I can't wait for year 2 to see what celebrations it may bring! I look forward to less tears, everlasting friendships, and a job that I absolutely love! Thank you everyone who helped this year in any way!
Here is to a little bit of a break before we are back at it again!