With clear blue eyes staring seriously into my much older green ones, an innocent first-grader told me, "We could spell "shit", but we're not supposed to say it". I told him I was glad he knew the rules, and that we would have to think of some other words that say, "sh". Our lesson on blending continued without skipping a beat, but inside, I was proud of myself for not cracking up with laughter over the little guy's comment!
In my new job as a Title One teacher, the goal is to provide students with extra reading and math activities in a quiet, small group setting, and sometimes, I get to meet with one student at a time. After being retired, for seven years, from classroom teaching, I was excited to work with kids in a more peaceful environment, and they haven't let me down. Each child comes with their own uniqueness. Their bubbly dispositions and views of the world are refreshing. Their smiles are heart-warming, and I feel as though I've found the fountain of youth.
There are a number of things I could have written about today, but my mind kept coming back to how thankful I am to have been given another chance to be a teacher (and I had to share that story about "sh"). With that said, I look forward to teaching again on Monday, and to being forever young.
My beach glass photo was taken under water, causing bubbles to appear, thus, the title, "Bubbles". It reminds me of the bubbly personalities of my students.
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