I've been with the new group (5th-6th) for about three weeks now and the transitioning stage is pretty much over. They aren't so bad as they say, and the Principal thanked me for taking over. However, ever since I left my old class, they have shown me so much love and affection. They consistently ask me why I left and if I was to ever return for 17 days straight. It made me miss them more than I ever thought I would.
One girl gave me a home-made Christmas card today. It marked the first day that I would shed a tear from this job. I gave her a hug wishing that I could've played a bigger role in her life.
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
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