Yesterday was the last day of school before the Christmas break. My principal invited me to the holiday luncheon. I went so that I could see everyone before going back on the 3rd. I had not seen anyone since the beginning of March, so I thought it would be nice to socialize with my friends without the kids around.
The whole ride there I was saying to myself, “You’re not going to cry!” School was dismissing when I arrived and the first people I saw were my students from last year. They were so happy to see me, and I started crying immediately! So much for trying not to be emotional. Their teacher said that when they heard I was coming back, they wanted to know if they get to go back to my class! She is a friend of mine, and didn’t take it personally-ha-ha.
Everyone-teachers, aides, secretaries, custodians, bus drivers and their aides- were so happy to see me, and it was really great to be back. Teachers who I had known for years who are survivors told me their stories. People kept telling me that I look great. And everyone kept telling me, “You’re home.” And I really felt like I was home. I teach in a great school and we really are like a family. I won a poinsettia plant and the staff present from the principal and vice-principal was waiting with my name on it. There were times when I wondered if people were forgetting me. It was so wonderful to see that not only wasn’t I forgotten, but it was as if I never left.
I met my substitute face-to-face for the first time. She brought me to the classroom to show me around a bit. It was strange because things were not exactly like I would arrange them. But that is fine and I will make it my room again. I felt bad because I could she that she will be sad to leave the kids.
Everyone kept saying that they were praying so hard for me to get better and return and what a Christmas present this is. It truly is the best present that I could ask for this year and I am so grateful for everyone who made it possible.
Merry Christmas to everyone!
1 comment:
Glad you got to have this experience!
Krissy
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