Today, we decorated big brown bags to bring our stuff home in. We played all of our Happy Meal KidzBop CD’s while we worked. All of a sudden, Teardrops on my Guitar came over the CD player. 13 little children (3 of us were elsewhere) began singing in perfect harmony. Now, I’ll always think of the Bears when I hear this song. I was answering emails and the children were not paying any attention to me. I turned around and just watched them (as I have done so many times before) while they worked and sang (as they have done so many times before) and it hit me. We were decorating bags for our stuff. We were about to take it all down. Our little world was about to change. In a big way. Today was the last time we would be just like this. Just like we have been for 177 days. Singing and working and reading and talking…….
Tomorrow is fun day. Tuesday, some of us won’t be back. Wednesday, some more of us will be gone. And Wednesday afternoon at 2:30, those who are left will walk out of #221 for the last time as “my class”. All of this hit me as I listened to those sweet voices sing. It is rare that I just get to sit and savor a moment at school, but today I did just that, for as long as the CD played, I watched and listened and was thankful for having been a small part of their lives. Thankful to all of you for sharing them with me. I am going to miss them – terribly.
The CD eventually ended and so we took down the kelp forests, the sea turtles, the crabs and the sharks. We took down our paper people, the first thing we ever hung up together. We took home crayons and scissors. Paints and glue. Stuff from our chair pockets. Nametags, too.
Our room looks empty. My heart feels the same way.
Tomorrow will be fun day and we will continue to make memories together for a few short hours…….
tick tock….tick tock…..
Alicia (who wonders if it’s too late to retain the whole bunch……..)