
I had to say goodbye to two of my Grade 1 classes this morning. In the first one, it was so sweet. I said that if anyone wanted to come give me a hug after the bell rang, I would wait. Then the bell rang, and I had about thirty kids trying to group-hug my knees from all directions. So then we did a line up, and that worked better. In the next class, someone started giving 'gifts.' The gifts were anything and everything that they could find in their desk. I got old Christmas tinsel, a random dinasour drawing, a stroyform snowflake, and even a small dot of what appears to be silica gel. It was so cute. It meant a lot to me. And it was harder to say goodbye than I thought it would be - they've really grown on me.

We walked home behind these boys. The older one is holding the younger brothers backpack up, so it won't weigh so much. Isn't that darling!
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