There is the boy who stands short at his tallest, yet stands tall and smiles when he gets things right.
There is the girl who lost her dad due to gang violence and can be difficult to deal with at times.
There is the boy who lost his brother when he was quite young and has trouble with speech and can't write words.
There is the girl who came in one day with one cross eyed and we can't figure out the problem.
There are the 2 sweet boys who spike their hair and are always ready to please.
There is the girl who has had lice since before school started, but is one of the smartest in the class.
There is the boy the looks at you with the twinkle of trouble always in his eyes and has issues keeping out of trouble in the bathroom, but can shock you with his reading.
There is the girl with significant delays, who struggles, but tries, but needs total modification.
There is the boy that needs to be reminded to use his inside voice, but loves to learn.
There is the sweet little girl who is shy and smart and gives the biggest smile.
There is the boy that uses his manners, loves to learn, and asks for reading rotations.
There is the girl who loves to show you her new things and loves to give her teachers her colored pictures.
There is the boy that that can be easily upset, but always tries to surpass his best.
There is the girl who comes in each morning and tells us she's moving.
There is the boy that stands at a short height, hardly speaks English, doesn't know all of his letters and sounds yet, and is constantly in a daze yet has missed almost 1/2 of the school year.
There is the girl that always walks on her tiptoes and has the answer for everything, that loves learning.
There is the boy who was born with 8cm of intestines, was expected to die, but has survived and has a drink that he is constantly drinking to help him and has the cutest dimples!
There is the girl who is constantly trying to please and bleeds pleasure.
There is the boy that missed the first week of school, is quite intelligent, but likes to talk.
This is my class. My 21 children for the semester.
It's each time you look into their eyes.
It's each time you bend down to tie their shoe.
It's each time that they walk quietly down the hall.
It's each time that they smile at you and you smile back.
It's each time you correct them, teach them, give them the care.
It's each time that they have joy to have a smiley face on their completed paper.
It's each morning you greet them and each afternoon you tell them to have a good evening.
It's each and every day...
That makes me fall in love with teaching each and every day!
I have so much to be thankful for.
I enjoyed the poem-like thing at the end. :)
ReplyDeleteThanks for letting us "meet" your class:)Loved your descriptions!!
ReplyDeleteThank you Erika! :)
ReplyDeleteYour welcome Shelley... and thanks for the comment! :)
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