Thursday, May 28, 2009

Congratulations, it’s a…

Pin It It’s been nine months; full gestation. Tomorrow the contractions will be induced. After labor, new life will exist and move into the world.

Sixth graders

The clock steadily rolls past 10, and I am yet awake.

I sit in quiet introspect tonight as the icemaker drops a few more cubes into the holding chamber in the freezer, the mechanics of the refrigerator silently hum as the fan in the living room makes a slight clicking noise as it turns in an endless circle.

It’s been nine months since I posted another blog about sleeplessness in Utah; about the night before the first day of school. I find myself having traveled that long tunnel and now I am looking back through it to the light which now glimmers so dimly from the other side. It seems an eternity ago that I wrote that post.

So much has happened since then.

So much has changed.

Twas the night before the last day of school.

Seems sorely familiar doesn’t it? So long ago, and yet as recent as the last time I’d listened to Natasha Beddingfield’s, “Unwritten.”. Which—consequently—was tonight at our class program.

It was only a moment ago that I was setting out on a new adventure at a new school, with a new classroom and a whole new group of students.

And here I am again, standing on the threshold of yet another grand, new adventure.

Saying goodbye.

The year has soared on lightning wings; a part of me cannot believe that it happened as quickly as it did, yet it has. And here I am…again.

Sleeplessness in Utah.

Strange that the source of said wakefulness is the same; yet different at the same time.

However, this time it is not the anticipation which is making me wait... is the saying goodbye.


MindyElias said...

It feels like it wasn't so long ago that I was energized and excited to read your blog about the first day of school. I was/have/still do admire your dedication to the kids you serve.

I've been truly inspired by your innovative ways of reaching your kids. I enjoy reading and learning and growing through something as simple and yet as complex as a blog.

Your students are very fortunate to have shared this past year with you.

And more importantly, you are a better person for knowing each and every one of those kids who walked into your room, your world everyday.

So enjoy that last day....because as I said 9 months ago, those 5th graders only have one last day of
fifth grade. You only have one last day of your 8th year of cool is that? Very cool indeed :)

Linn said...

Blast, why don't I live in your town so my kids could have you for a teacher?! There is nothing I love more than staying home with my darling kids. But there are days like today, when I read your blog, and miss my teaching days. Fabulous writing! Thanks friend.

PS. We only wish we were having that day here. June 25th before we will be through. No, I am not kidding. I wish I was.

K.J. said...

I, for the first time, know exactly what you are going through. Having two classes of my own this year has taught me just how hard it is to say "Good Bye" to them. I barely got through my two graduations! You see such a change from the beginning to the end. It is such an awesome feeling a wonderful thing to see, and be a part of.
You are an amazing teacher, who ALWAYS goes the extra mile. You were an example to me, and I tried to always go the extra mile with my students. It isn't hard to do, and almost comes natural as you are with them so much and grow to love them within the first few days.
I know you have touched each one of those lucky students who has had the opportunity to be in your class. You are a phynominal teacher, example, friend, and many more things that would take all day to list!
Have a great weekend, and another wonderful last day of school!

Gerb said...

Many grand adventures await you in the summer break, I'm sure - as well as in the next school year!

Corine said...

Saying goodbye can be so painful. Thank heavens for new beginning to follow the goodbyes, and soften the pain.

I will miss reading your classroom stories. You are a one in a million teacher. If all teachers were like you, the world would be a much happier place. I’m glad you do what you do and influence the lives of so many children, people. And I wish you could have been my 5th grader’s teacher!

I hope your last day goes by slowly and peacefully, and that your goodbyes are pleasantly memorable. :D

Lydia said...

This year was over to quickly. Thank you for being such a good teacher to my "joey".

Mamma has spoken said...

Just wait, for me, next year the preschoolers who come in will be the last group that I'll see all the way through school before I retire. Keep that wonder of inspiration, it will see you through the years until you can say the same thing.

Teachinfourth said...

M - Thanks for returning again and again. I have to be honest...I'm looking forward to that next year of kids; new adventures just waiting to happen.

L - If you were, I'd love to have your kids in my class. As for school ending; you'll have more time to enjoy your summer when we're back at the grind.

K - Hard, isn't it? Thanks, KJ...for everything.

G - I can think of one certain young man who is well on his way.

C - Amen to that, sister. Goodbyes can really stink. There are times I wish I could have been my fifth grade teacher...

L - He was a good one to have.

M - Retirement? I don't know as if I could ever retire...of course, I might think differently in another 15+ years though.

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