In one of my school’s, my office is located in the first-grade wing. Now don’t tell anyone, but I adore first-grade teachers. No, I’ve never taught first-grade (only kindergarten and second grade) and maybe that’s part of the intrigue to me. The first-grade teachers in this school are quite simply, amazing ladies. They are collaborative, supportive, and open-minded. I’m lucky to work with them and love starting my day in their presence.
A few days ago, I was chatting with one of them, when I heard music in the hallway. The students had yet to arrive, and the voice singing was striking in both its volume and beauty. Like a snake pulled to its charmer, I wandered out and found the source.
One of the first-grade teachers is a connoisseur of music – we’ve had chats about artists and songs many times. I knew this music was coming from her class, she was clearly ‘in the zone’ with it and I was so curious.
I walked into the classroom to her singing along.
“Who is this?” I shouted over the music.
She quickly lowered the song, “Eva Cassidy,” she answered.
We had a chat about her music, the beauty of her voice and I left wanting to hear more.
I vaguely remembered hearing the name many years ago, a tragedy, her music only really discovered after her untimely death. I had to hear more of this voice. Thanks to the internet, I was able to find the song and a few others and wow – what a find. Thank you first-grade teachers for so many gifts.