Two Down.

I am just about through with another year of teaching. I can't say I recall feeling this way last year. My thoughts last year sounded more like this. "I did it! I survived my first year of teaching! BIG sigh!" This year I have been doing a lot more self reflecting, wondering what I could have done better to prepare my students for next year, did I challenge them enough, did I make their first experience in school the best I could have and the list goes on.

This last week I had such a tender teaching moment. My student teacher had left the room to

run an errand and I looked around the room in awe. My whole class was amazing. I saw happy children, using their words, their inside voices, sharing toys, resolving conflict, singing songs I had taught them, playing with friends, recalling stories, working together and the list goes on once more . At that moment, I could have literally walked out of the room because they didn't need me anymore. :) (Just for that moment...and of course I didn't.)

I watched more carefully as the day went on and it unfolded in a similar manner. These children have developed socially, emotionally, physically, cognitively and morally by leaps and bounds since last year and I am so proud of them!