Thinking about my Kindergartners tonight. Thinking about the look of fear and confusion on their faces when I told them I wouldn't be at school tomorrow. It's only for one day, I PROMISE! I'll be back on Monday. But they don't understand. You see, their regular teacher became very ill several weeks back, and it's been me and them (and a constant stream of substitutes sent in for backup.) Twenty 5 year olds and their student teacher...learning from our mistakes and celebrating every little victory we manage to pull off...and I am proud to say that our days are filled with much more victory than defeat! :)
The problem is that adversity brings you closer, and this class has become my own...but it's not. In three short weeks, I have to give it back. How will I ever be able to leave?
