Kids are being remarkably good considering we're entering the home stretch here with one week to go.
The teachers seem more anxious for summer than the kids!
As usual on a Friday, I went to lunch today with my teaching partner. We realized that eating at the same joint for an entire year leads to the cashier putting in your order before you even get to the counter and instead of greeting you, she just smiles and tells you what you owe. Now THAT'S service...
As I headed to the ladies room to wash my hands I see a familiar face smiling at me. Although I can't recall a name, I know she's a former student.
I smile back and say:
Me: Weren't you in my third grade class a few years ago?
Girl: Yes, Miss Lee. (My name before I became Mrs. Lee a few years ago)
Me: Oh gosh! You look great! I'm sorry, but what is your name?
Me: Oh Yes! I remember now! (She could have said anything. Faces I remember. Names? ehh...) Out for the summer now?
Me: Wow! What grade are you in now?
Diana: I just finished my sophomore year in college.
Me: Whaaaa???? (audible snicker from my teaching partner back at our table)
Diana: Yup, I'm studying to be a nurse.
Me: Whhaaaaa???? I mean, woooow! That's greaaaaat...
The pain I felt when I realized that this little person I had taught in third grade was rounding the corner on becoming someone who might soon care for me in my old age was indescribable, but let me try.
The cherry on top was when my human calculator of a teaching partner did the math and told me that my first class of third graders would have graduated from college last year.
Friday, June 17, 2011