Thursday, February 02, 2012
You know that movie Groundhog Day with Bill Murray? Well, if I had to live this day over again I'd jump out a window. I won't get into details, but suffice it to say that it involved a colleague who thinks specials (music, art, gym, etc.) are a waste of time, a first grade class who had a sub today, and a child throwing furniture.
I spent much of the afternoon crying, something I work really hard at not doing at school. One of my girlfriends came into my room and I told her how crappy I felt. So she had her class write me cards during their writing time. If you ever need a pick-me-up, have a first grader write you a note. I was feeling pretty awful, but these kids wrote things like "You have a fantastic singing voice." "You are beautiful." "You are the best teacher in the world." "We love you!" "I like your hair."
The class paraded into the music room and gave me cards and hugs. I cried again, and they were worried, but I told them that it was a happy cry. And it was wonderful. So I brought all my cards home and showed them to Brad. There were a few other kiddos in another class who knew I was sad and they wrote me cards to make me feel better. I love my kids!
Brad is making me hamburgers tonight. I love my honey.