Thursday, June 7, 2012
Every year I send my children off for school and I long to be there with them. I want to see what they're doing in class. What do they behave like when I am not there? What interesting things did they do all day? I really want to be that pesky fly on the wall, but I resist the urge to be there too much.
I will admit there have been times that my boys are leary of going to school. It just gets long and tedious. I often wonder if their complaints are based in reality or just the fact that they just want to be at home with me.
This week I spent the afternoon in my oldest son's bedroom cleaning out his things. He hangs onto everything! He happened to have two backpacks full of items from school that needed my attention the most.
The piles of paper as you can imagine were huge! There is so much paper floating around at school. I pulled out Mastering Math Facts work, doodles, spelling papers, more doodles, and then I came upon his math journal.
As I flipped through the pages, I enjoyed seeing my sons ability to put mathmatical equations into real world sentences. But what I enjoyed the most were the little notes exhanged between him and his teacher. They were affirming to me how much she cared about his learning and all of her students. She went through them and commented on so many things!
She would write him notes reminding him of concepts about even and odd numbers. My personal favorite was a note that he wrote to her asking her is she was serious (spelled sereus) about homework. Apparently she had told him for spring break she was sending home 50 pages of homework. Her reply was sweet and humorus! On many pages, he would continue writing,"Stop giving me homework" to which she would reply, "Not until May 25th (the last day of school)."
Today, I am thankful for teachers (again) and their genuine care! I send my boys wondering what they do each day, but really I know the answer. They are being taught, cared for, worried about, and enjoyed, much like their mother does for them. Teachers are every day heroes to children. Their class a second home and family.
To my boys teachers this year, a giant thank you! My boys have learned so much because of you. Thank you for showing up to work each day even when you feel like you make no difference. Thank you for coming when it may feel like someone on the staff is out to get you! My gratitude to teachers who put in countless hours when no one sees-all for the benefit of teaching my children.
My cup runneth over. Thank you.