Today was a particularly sweet day with them. They worked independently as I feverishly DRA-ed (a verb many teachers are familiar with) and as I would send them away saying "Go ask a friend" and they would I marveled a moment at what progress they've made this year not only academically but also relationally.
I say this all the time to my colleagues, but I have an extremely kind class. Not always so well behaved, but very kind kids*.
My one who wants hair like Justin Bieber because his hair is so cool.
My one who promised to write me three different stories tonight because he is a writer.
My student who has written a whole "book series" (re: notebook paper meets tape) on the sequel to Jill from "Jack and Jill" the nursery rhyme.
My student who wants to be a teacher when she grows up and thus informed me that she therefore needs to practice holding the pointer on the board daily.
My student who proves she's been listening by telling another student "That is not approriapte!"
Some days it's good to be a teacher. Especially as summer is coming.
*My college professor would not approve of me calling them kids as they are not baby goats. I digress...