I cannot even express how happy I am to see Christmas break. Besides the fact that I LOVE CHRISTMAS, I need some naps, I'm tired and I know I can speak for at leeeeeeeeast like 5 other teachers when I say that I was at the end of my rope.
Real quick: that self challenge I put in place for myself actually went alright! I had my moments when I snapped or when I didn't listen, but hey its a work in progress!
Next. What I really wanted to talk about. My kids. WHAT! I know......I never talk about those rascals. :) Anyways. No matter how excited I am to not see them for 2 weeks, I am also sad. I'll miss them. Badly. Not necessarily teaching them and struggling academically with them....but more like experiencing their personalities. Their kindness. Their frustration. Their triumphs. I will miss knowing that they are fed at least twice a day at school. I will miss being able to be really freaking weird and have someone appreciate it. Although, I do know that, like, my sister, she will appreciate the weird..because she is also weird. But its not the same.
Some of my kids would rather be at school than at home. Some of my littles ask to go home with me on the weekends or at night. It breaks my heart and makes me feel good at the same time. If I had my way I would pull a Miss Honey and totally take them home with me and dance around because Trunchbull isn't our principal anymore.
My prayer for my kids is that they stay safe. They stay warm and fed. They experience love and kindness from the people they live with. They laugh and they are cuddled and hugged. I pray that they come back to school well rested and ready for the next few months. I pray that they don't become lonely. Selfishly....I pray they miss me. Because I will miss them....and its no fun missing someone when they don't miss you back.
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