I can’t stop one kindergarten boy from sneaking a kiss on my check.
Can’t get another to stay seated when I walk in because he has to run to give me a hug and say good morning.
I can’t get a second of free time because another wants us to put the dinosaur puzzle together …again.
I dont have a break at recess because I can’t turn down one's invitation to Duck Duck Goose.
Can’t get another to stay seated when I walk in because he has to run to give me a hug and say good morning.
I can’t get a second of free time because another wants us to put the dinosaur puzzle together …again.
I dont have a break at recess because I can’t turn down one's invitation to Duck Duck Goose.
I've been thinking about real problems at my job too. Days when I question whether the meager salary and exhausting responsibility of my job is worth it. Long days of kids with all their gusto refusing to follow directions, violent tantrums and out of control emotions, which easily can turn my world into a frusterating chaos. I realized what a good feeling it was though was to be able to look back and see... we were there, remember that awful day-- but we survived, ...we were dedicated to support,... we kept coming,... we had a lot of rough spots but we are still here now, and things are a little better,... and the kids are still being taken care of and loved the best we can, ...and they are making it through life with the best we have to give,... and its been a journey, and we were apart of it, ...and its good.
Notice the bottom of the swing says "Miracle"
