Stupid Kathy Trick

End of year district teacher meeting-me running into the back end of my boss' SUV. That is all.

School Is Out

I know I say this year after year, but I am going to miss my students so much. These kids were just a different bunch.
They are kind. I could give many examples, but one just happened Monday at our buddy activity. I have a student who has a disability. The kids were playing "Duck, Duck, Goose." This student tapped a boy and he ran just slowly enough that she was able to get in his place. They really look out for each other.
They were funny. I think back on the frog incident, the stories they told, the books we read, the stories they told, show and tell, and oh yeah, the stories they told.
They worked hard. I can count on one hand the number of times they whined about doing something. They were troopers, even with the boring stuff like subjects and predicates. We finished our math books. First time ever.
This will sound weird, but they liked me--maybe alot. I got so many love notes. Second graders are not phony. They tell little fibs once in a while, but they are as real as the day is long. So anyway, when I get love notes telling me I am full of boloney because I love them more---what can I say?
So, it is the time when we put the desks out in the hall, take stuff off walls, find lost items, file away reports and close up shop until fall and the whole process is making me a little weepy. I love every class, but I haven't felt like this since my first year. This year has been hard in some ways, but I don't know if I have ever been so attached to my students.
Monday a boy comes in and tells me he's tired, do I want to know why? Sure I respond. He says he was up all night feeling bad and missing me already since school is almost over. He hugs me twenty times a day, and doesn't let go. I know just how he feels.