"when the high schoolers come to visit" holiday program tentatively, they trickle in welcome home, dear friends!
Last night was our holiday program. I love any program that involves kids and singing (should I admit that after 30 years, I still tear up pretty much every program??) and last night was no exception. Besides the singing, and the cute clothes, and the proud parents and grandparents, I love the high school kids.
Yep! Tons of our kids, graduated a year or two or three ago, that come back to see younger brothers and sisters. Most of them kind of trickle in, a little shy, a little unsure, but pretty much all glad to be "home."
And we are so, so, so glad to have them! We celebrate their successes, dust off their dreams, and then hug them, and send them on their way out into the big wide world again.
So grateful for the privilege of working in a place that kids call home!
So grateful for the privilege of teaching!
Love this haiku and your reflections on the evening. And these words: "So grateful for the privilege of working in a place that kids call home." And we are so grateful for educators like you, Carol, who care and love so much.
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