I haven't returned to my summer place of employment since...well, summer. Don't get me wrong, I am very thankful for the job I had and the people who contributed to me getting it. But it was a little crazy, for sure. Some days I loved the kids I worked with. Some days I never wanted to see them again. Some days I wanted to go home and cry (a few times I did). In any case, I've been thinking about making a return trip just to say hi to everyone, but have been putting it off/not having time. A persistent friend keeps reminding me, though, so today I took the plunge and returned...
I had barely set foot in the door when first one, then two, the half a dozen cute little ankle-biters were swarming me. "Can you stay?" "Will you not leave?" "Don't go away this time!" Those were the words I kept hearing as we hugged all around. I made my rounds to visit all the little familiar faces, totally disrupting homework time. Some kids jumped out of their seats; other smiled at me shyly from their chairs; one even saw me, shrieked, and ran back into his room! Too cute.
For all those times I ranted and raved and yelled and cried...there were also times when I laughed and played and smiled and hugged. And when it comes down to it, I guess those are the times we all remember best.
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