05/12/2010

A whirlwind of activity marks the coming advent of summer.  A second year is quickly galloping towards it’s own finality with a disturbing haste.  Testing is the name of the game this month, testing and mental insanity.  The calendar laying open upon my desk leaves not one day empty from now until the end of the year.  It is a bittersweet emotion.  For so many months these souls have been mine to nurture and grow, mine to love.  Their sweetness, and even their impossibleness has been mine to handle.  I find it difficult this year, as always, to comprehend the idea that they shall soon be mine no longer.  This emotion is made greater by the knowledge of who they will be likely be going to in the next school year.  There are only a few on that team that I would really want to send my students too, but they all must have teachers and I cannot give them all to those few.  

 

Such sweet and sensitive souls, and such hurt and needing souls. 

 

Monday found one such soul standing by my desk upon the morning.  Her backpack was in her hand, her shoulders were heaving.  It was obvious she was preparing herself for some dramatic role.  Tragedy was written across her flushed and reddened face as she pushed her curly brown hair back.  I inquired as to the source of her angst and her reply instigated one of the few times I almost lost my cool and laughed, uproariously, in front of her.  Almost.  With great feeling she told me that she "would never get to go to high school or college, she would just never be able to go!"  I replied that she didn’t really need to worry about that yet, it would be ok, she had a long time to be ready.  The tragedy deepened upon her face as she exclaimed, "I will never get to go to high school or college!  I  just won’t be able to: my face is all red, my nose is itchy and I can’t stop coughing.  I will never get to go to high school or college!"  I assured her that her immune system would have routed the culprit long before she was old enough to go to either, told her to dry her tears and get unpacked.  

 

I have more to share, but I shall have to come back and edit, it is almost time to leave for work and I am not yet dressed.  Oops.

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May 12, 2010

RYN: I actually don’t see the “need” for oil when we nuclear technology which is much cleaner and safer for everyone and the environment. The problem is that the gov’t makes too much money off of oil and put lots of money into propaganda which makes people fear nuclear technology. If only people would take the time to educate themselves we could avoid oil and the disasters. >>>

May 12, 2010

It breaks my heart to see our environment destroyed by oil (and the pollutants from gasoline). France is the perfect example of how all of the world could benefit by turning to nuclear power sources. Maybe the oil will dry up before the Earth is destroyed and people are then forced to change (but will probably be too late at that point). I sure hope they can get a grip on it soon in the gulf.

May 12, 2010

Aww what a cute lil drama queen LOL…Hope that the end of the year doesn’t drain all of your sanity and that you can look forward to a new lil group of souls to nurture next year =)

May 12, 2010

i hope you’re doing okay. that kid sounds cute….i mean, it must be nice that that’s you’re big worry….having a cold and crying over it. lol. i wish life was that simple!!