Wow. After missing two days last week and then the weekend, I wasn’t prepared for how darn missed I was. From the moment the sprouts filed into the classroom this morning, I was showered with ‘I miss you’ and hugs from left and right.
David made a point to pull me aside and tell me, “Mr. _______, I missed you so badly, I missed you the two days you were out and I thought about you all weekend long, I’m so glad you’re back.”
He really seemed to mean it too.
Martin forgot our conversation and tried to climb on my lap… a few times.
Audra gave me a few random hugs during transitions… she just couldn’t resist.
I got a few hugs from boys who were first timers… they’d never offered one before.
I started my day not feeling so well. I wasn’t sure I’d even made the right decision to go in today… but as the day progressed and I was showered with hugs, smiles, and genuine heartfelt love, I actually felt better. I know, it sounds corny, but it’s true. Those sprouts were just the medicine I needed.
I wonder how many of my non-teacher friends are missed so badly when they miss a few days of work?