Today starts a bittersweet week for me. The last week I'll be a preschool teacher. I know, it's just been two years, but I get attached easily when it comes to a class room full of crazy kids...and I hate goodbyes.
I'll miss getting to know another class of wide eyed, shy yet eager kids. I am still in awe of the transformations that happen from September to May. These ten kids go from the only place they know: mom and home to school-learning concepts they will use the rest of their lives. Colors, numbers, shapes...we've covered it and then some! I'm sure we drove parents crazy with the songs we learned...the projects we did...the painting...the dirt...but we've had fun!
But just like last year, I wonder, have I done enough? Have they learned everything to help them move on? Did I show them Jesus' love through my actions, my words? What will they remember?
What about the kindergarten class and Fun Fridays? Fridays won't be as fun without them singing Justin Bieber, drawing silly pictures or telling me how fabulous I am (Fridays were good for the ego this year :)) They've lost their front teeth, memorized Bible verses, learned to read and write and seriously, they can tell some funny stories. (Some are best left unheard to protect the parents :))
I have been blessed to be in this position the last two years.
And I'm going to miss these kids.
They've been blessed to have you!!!!
ReplyDelete