We have been in Florida for over 4 months. There is much to say.
For now though, I feel reminiscent and impressed to write a farewell message to Kansas City. It’s overdue.
I’ll start with my class.
In May, I said goodbye to my 2nd graders. They were a great bunch – eager to learn, thoughtful, comical – a delight to me.
I was careful not to burden them with my emotions that last week of school, as I was processing the miscarriage. They had no knowledge of the pregnancy in the first place and needn’t be informed on their last week of school. Besides, we had the business of learning to get to.
Still, some children are perceptive and sense when something feels “off.” A couple of my girls brought me bouquets of picked dandelions at our last recess, and my most hyper boy even took time to make me a little dandelion ring and presented it to me with such gentleness. It was very sweet.
And I saw again, on that last day, what a gift these children are and was glad God saw fit to entrust them to me.
We ended the year with a little donut/milk party, sitting in a circle on the ground together, reciting our sound-offs, chants, and songs and sharing our favorite 2nd grade memories. It was a sweet time.
We had recently learned how to write different kinds of poems – limericks, haikus, couplets, acrostics, etc. And I was really excited to surprise them with framed acrostic poems of their names on the last day. There’s just something about seeing your name in print. Especially as a child.
Looking into their faces, as happens at the end of every school year for me, all their good qualities and individual endearing quirks and ways they have grown came to the forefront of my mind, and I got all sentimental inside.
Here are some highlights from our year:
On the end of the table there is “King Cluck”, our mummifying chicken. The children developed a dear affection for King Cluck and asked eagerly to check the salt everyday to see if he was ready for wrapping. We wrapped and “buried” him at the end of the year in a “secret, underground” tomb. May he rest in peace.