Ruminations

The year is coming to an end along with my interning at both of my schools. the fact that my kids will move on and grow up, and I will just be a vague memory. I love these kids. They're sweet, funny, kind, thoughtful, and so much more. I can tell this is going to be really hard for me as a teacher. The woman I have been learning from since last year has become sort of a friend. We talk, and she treats me like an equal. I wish I could learn from her forever, because she is exactly the teacher I want to be. Her classroom smells like candy, which I really love.
In my other teacher's class today, I traced and cut out 30 giant leaves. I was surprised by how long it took. For the past week though, she has let me lead circle time and read them stories. I love singing with them and asking them questions about the dates, money, and even plot elements from the books we read. The teacher is kind and really good at her job. i have been so blessed to work with the teachers i've had. I have so much gratitude for these women.
I will miss the kids terribly, but I still have a few days left to help and learn. I don't know when I will get to intern with another Kindergarten class, but I know when that happens I will be ecstatic. This is the grade level I want to teach.
In my first classroom, I have had so much fun with them. We have made paintings, mother's day flowers, imaginative painting. There have been so many other things. I am given the struggling kids to work with. When they begin to make progress, I feel happy. Moments like these assure me I truly want to be a teacher.
Of course, none of this would have been possible without my teaching as a profession teacher, who is devoted to helping us be in good placements. She really cares. So a big thank you to her for undoubtable helping make my future career.