Every morning, one of my students walks in, pink lipstick smeared ALL over her face, and says:
“Hi-Ya, Teach!”
And that is just fantastic.
Life is tricky hard right now. I am powering through. I also have a “spirited”class and I am not as full of joy as I had anticipated I would be. I would almost say I am bereft of joy. And, yet. I press on.
I took Hadley to see Kason graduate.
The trip was fast and fun! We even squeezed in a Phillies’ game.
Hadley and Kason tried a cheesesteak. As people do in Philly.
Other than that, life has been plugging along. My class is TRICKY. I have a lot of behavior needs, as well as academic needs. This group will keep me on my toes.
One of my boys is literally EXHAUSTING and I have to be on him all the time. Bless his heart.
The other day, he was leaving for the bus. He started for the door, then quickly turned around and dropped something on my desk.
“Mrs. M! Don’t read that until I am gone!”
And off he went.
The note?
I am not exactly sure as to what is says, but I am chosing to believe it was a nice note.
David stopped by my classroom for a minute the other day, and one of my kids, who is A LOT behavior wise, and also quite low, motioned for David to come close to him.
Kid, whispering: Hey! Hey, you!
David: What?
Kid: Can you come back every day and help me? For like ten days? I have no idea what’s going on.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
Poor guy.
And . . . I love them.
We had our first apple harvest.
Plus one pear.
This was the only apple tree to bear apples this year. And this apple tree was run over by Kate and a four wheeler a couple of years ago. David was all grumpy like and said the tree was, and I quote, “a gone-er.”
I was trying to keep spirits up, so I was like, “Nonsense!” and duck-taped the trunk.
The duck tape is still there. And we have apples.
So we made a crisp.
Our friend gave us fresh peaches, so we canned them.
We still have cows.
Matilda is still the most beautiful.
The puppy brothers turned two years old day.
Niko
Norman.
They have my heart.
Happy Sunday!
I’m so glad you are pressing on! Don’t stop. I do hope and pray you will find a lot more joy soon. Sending you love!
Sending hugs. Life gets hard and teaching is not for the faint of heart. Prayers things will get better soon and you will find your joy again.
What a sweet heart-shaped note! I can see your tall husband bending down to listen to a first-grader sitting at his desk. How nice of him. (I remember a listing of the day’s events by time posted on a classroom wall by the clock when I was in grade school.)
Oh those Cows!! “Who’s that? Has she got anything good to eat? Do not disturb us. We are busy eating.”
Just Keep On Keeping On. Joy comes quietly.
The first thing I saw when I looked at that note was the word LOVE. It’s a nice one for sure.
Keep on keeping on! I grew up on the NJ side of Philadelphia and love an authentic cheesesteak. I am skeptical of anyplace here in SC that advertises ‘Philly cheesesteak’. Spirited is a word all teachers understand lol. Hang in there.