I love, love, love being Jewish. B/c being Jewish commands us to "bury our dead as quickly as possible." B/c burying our dead quickly allows the process to have an end, a quick end rather than a long drawn out week of torture.
Throughout said viewing, funeral and gravesite memorializing, I was asked many times- you're really going back to work? You can't get the rest of the day off? Are you sure you can handle that?
To those questions I answer Yes! (a: no one was available to finish my day and b: just look at the rest of my day)
I return to school during naptime, noone awake (praise the lord, its a miracle!) As my kiddos begin waking up I get one of 2 reactions...
Starring almost like they've seen a ghost. or my favorite. Chanting of Carri! Carri! Carri! Followed by lots and lots of hugs as if we are long lost friend who haven't seen each other in years, as opposed to 24 hours.
I said throughout the day, my children better be angels when I get back. And they mostly were. There was the boy wearing underwear at school for the first time and he made it through the afternoon with no accidents. none. Soooo proud of him. There was the girl who insisted I sit down and read the same book a bazillion times, but it was worth it to see the smiles on her face. There was the random comments that always punctuate our conversations: "I'm making a veil cause I'm getting wedding-ed!" "I'm having a campout. A pesto campout" "It's super hot here. But its ok cause I was born in Arizona. It's super duper hot there"
I remember when my grandma died, I couldn't wait to get back to my classroom. I remember when dear friends shipped off to the desert, I couldn't wait to get back to my kiddos. I remember when everything in my life was changing (oh like moving cross country) and the only place that made sense was my classroom with my kiddos and my materials and playing all day.
Yes, everyday they drive me INSANE! But yes, everyday they bring me such joy.
Except when from the bathroom I hear the dreaded words..."Teacher, why is my poop on the floor?" Oy! and lots and lots of Bleach! I'm all for using non toxic, green cleaners. But there are some things that can only be solved by a gallon of bleach
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