I’m riding on a cloud at the moment,
starting to relax.

My relationship with my students is changing.

Will it last?

Maybe it started towards the end of our first read aloud, Rules by Cynthia Lord.
Or it may it’s because of Fish in a Tree by Lynda Mullaly Hunt.
It doesn’t matter.

But will it last?

It feels right.
It feels satisfying.
The tension is slowly fading away
a fleeting memory even now.

Why did it take so long, I wonder?

Or, maybe it’s the way of building a community.
It takes time for everyone to settle in
to figure out their role.
to trust each other
to know that this is for keeps.

Do they feel the same way?

I smile more.
I am myself.

I am like the cat who
curls up into a ball,
and feeling blissful,
purrs and purrs and purrs.

I am inside my teacher self.
We read.
We write.
We talk.
We laugh.
We experiment.

It’s gonna be all right.

Cross posted to Slice of Life Tuesday