Yesterday was the last day of school. It was bittersweet, as it tends to be from year to year. It’s hard to believe that the group you’ve lived with for ten months will no longer be together come September, and at the same time you’re ready for summer vacation to start.
The last few days of the school year are often hurried, leaving little time to enjoy each other and say farewell properly. Three other activities yesterday contributed to this hectic pace: our school’s annual talent show, SmartBoard installations in various classrooms, and an ice cream party on the playground. In the middle of this craziness, we stopped and I addressed each child individually before everyone went their separate ways. After I finished reading my “the most important thing about…” paragraphs for each child one of my students walked over to his desk and started writing furiously. I assumed he was adding to a comic he had been working on during the week. Then, he came over and handed me the paper. It said, “the important thing about Señora Waingort is that she loves us.”
This was a fitting end to an incredibly enriching year. This child’s words will stay in my heart forever.