Taking the Day Off
The last day of school was bittersweet. As soon as we saluted the flag in the cafetorium with the entire student body singing You’re A Grand Old Flag, I knew I wouldn’t be able to keep it together and the tears began to stream.
Yes, it was a bittersweet leaving with some of my students clinging to my waist to say Goodbye–leaving them is a stage I don’t care to act again.
I felt honored by the kind words from my colleagues, comforted by all the hugs and well-wishes and blown-away by those who said, “I love you.”
Yes, I shall miss the camaraderie that comes with the daily grind, will miss the smiles from my students who are genuinely pleased to see me every day, will even miss the routine I’ve perfected over the years: coffee and breakfast from Dapper G, email from the principal, being lesson-ready–forever planning and preparing, correcting papers, communicating with parents, creating new lessons, reading new books, closing out the day . . .
But now I will have a new routine. I’m not certain what it will be as of yet, but the excitement is like embarking on an adventure, like getting ready for travel, like learning something new. Whatever it will be–I will be prepared!
Acrostic lines I chose from the many:
Miss Doeblyey is awesome
She is the best helper in the world
Does alot of work
Oh she is outstanding
Every day she is beautiful
Being nice and helping us with work
Love her teaching
Every day we learn English
You are the best and we wont forgetabout you
Daily Gratitude: the color of my phlox ‘Starfire’, a gray-cloudy day to paint, kind words to carry me through my days,
A special hug to Kathy at Pocket Perspectives who retired from teaching this week.
Quote of the Day for YOU: Sometimes it’s important to work for that pot of gold. But other times it’s essential to take time off and to make sure that your most important decision in the day simply consists of choosing which color to slide down on the rainbow. ~Douglas Pagels, These Are the Gifts I’d Like to Give to You
© Teresita Abad Doebley All rights reserved 2009-2012.
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