From beginning to the ending
Though the time may be but brief
There is wonder in connection
In the parting no small grief
From the union tightly bonded
To the severing of ways
Histories that live on still
Though memories will fade
From moments of first meeting
To shy smiles fully shown
Through jokes and lessons jointly learned
Time has swiftly flown
And touched by one year’s loving
Their knowing in my heart
I’ll shed a tear one week today
When they and I must part
I’ll see them though in passing
And sometimes fully grown
The kids I’ve taught have taught me too
Offspring like my own
Families formed in term time
Terms have come and gone
Fostered for such little whiles
All children I have known
Simplicity and trusting
Their mischief and their smiles
From little lives the largest love
Greatest love by miles
That’s not to say that I’m not looking forward to the end of the school year. I’m sad, not daft!
such tender sentiments
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I’ve loved this wee class, Paul. Then again you grow to love all the classes – wee buggers and all. 🙂
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When I was teaching I always looked forward to the end of the year and then missed it when it was gone, looking forward to the next. You expressed it so well, Anne-Marie.
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I never actually miss it when I’m off, Beth but it’s always sad leaving behind a class you’ve come to know. I never know where I’ll end up so there’s always a sense of anticipation about the new school year. Three working days and counting. 🙂
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Lovely sentiment, Anne-Marie; if only reality were as sweet.
True story: an ex-pupil came back to do some training two years ago. He brought with him his Year Six year photograph, and promptly reeled of the names of those who were or had been in prison. He was 21, they (the jailbirds) numbered 6 (from a year of 40 odd). Tough times!
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That’s always hard to hear, Chris. Maybe it’s just as well we don’t always find out.
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Yes, we always hope to make a positive difference – guess that’s why we carry on.
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They are beautiful…little horrors 😀
It’s like love…so full of something so wonderful…but much pain as well.
It’s how they deal with it all and I’m sure you’ve given them much wisdom to guide them onwards momus 🙂
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So much is down to their family life, Mark, how it all turns out for them. They’re definitely not all angels but even the wee devils get to you. I’ll miss this class – they’ve made this year’s work a pleasure.
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