Last week of school

For those of you who don't know and who don't have any teacher friends, its the last week of some Texas schools - mine included. Its bittersweet I think. It's exciting to have a fresh start with kids who have never been in my classroom. They don't know any mistakes I made last year. They don't know if I'm strict or nice or tough or loose, I get to be whatever I want to be with them. So, I kinda get to reinvent my teaching every year - keep the good and replace the bad that I have spent the whole year recovering from and trying to backtrack on.

I have put so much love and energy into my kids this year that it will be sad to watch them go. I admit there might be some tears shed by me and by them. If they cry then I won't be able to help it. I love their sweet attitudes. Some of them are genuniely sad that school is over because their summer's aren't as thrilling as ours might have been. Such simple joys of life. I will miss them but I will get to see them grow up in the next two years. Unlike this year (because I moved schools), I'll get to see them in the hallways, talk to them, and watch them mature and grow. I'm excited and I'm so proud of where they've come from!