As I wind up the year in 97 degree heat, with no air conditioning in our building as you’ve all heard me complain about, it’s the little things which make the year worthwhile.
I won’t remember asking Jerod if he’d like to get out from under the table to join us for Spelling, or Te’Sean if it’s possible for him to lower his voice just a little bit. I won’t remember Jabril saying, “I don’t get it,” and when asked which he part, he’d look to the ceiling and say, “All of it.”
I won’t remember Field Day, last Friday, which was a never ending stream of “That’s not fair!” “He’s pushing!” “Jerod’s disqualified, and he won’t get out of the game!” “I’m hot!” “I’m thirsty!” “My thumb got jammed!” “Can I get a drink? Please?!”
I won’t remember the CBM (Criterion Based Measurement) scores we have to collect and analyse every month, or the Early Start Wednesdays when we have Professional Development and talk about things like Assessment for Learning and Target Goals. I won’t remember who’s on red, yellow or green according to the triangle of data. I won’t laugh about what I saw in education in 1984 now coming around again in 2011 as though it’s something new.
It’s the little things I’ll remember. Like the bouquet that Angelin and her mother made me from flowers in their garden which I found sitting on my desk this morning. Without a word, I knew it was from her as I looked up and saw her shining eyes over by her backpack. It’s each child’s individual effort, and unique spirit, that have made my year a special one.
As we look forward to a well deserved Summer Break, my friends, may you rejoice in all the good you’ve affected in the children around you. And, may they grow in all the knowledge and strength which we have tried to impart on them.