Thursday, February 14, 2008
warmth in a basket
I remember L.O.V.I.N.G going to school on Valentine's Day when I was little. Despite the work leading up to the occasion (signing your name on 30 little valentines isn't exactly easy when you're just learning to spell), the hand cramping was totally worth it when it came time to eat sugar-coated cupcakes and tear into the special construction paper folders that held valentines from classmates.
In fact, I remember loving it so much so that the year I was in 4th grade I came down with chicken pox the week of Valentine's and convinced my mom to let me go to school for the party! Can you believe that? I bet other parents were thrilled to hear this...
Well this Valentine's I went to school with the flu (am I setting a good example or what?) and totally felt like a kid again. My students surprised me with this beautiful basket full of handmade valentines which raised my spirits tremendously. Really, does it get any better? I think not.
I am one lucky teacher.