Thursday, April 19, 2012

To Those Of You Who Think I'm Crazy for Loving 8th Graders.

I have no antics for you today.  I'm not feeling much like laughing at my kids, I more feel like hugging them...which is rare, because usually they smell.

Recently, I lost my sweet Grandmother after a long time of being very sick. It was a terrible experience and I will miss her for the rest of my life, but some encouraging things always come of the bad things. One of which was the sweetest note from one of my students today, my first day back after being gone for a few days attending the funeral. This is how it read: 

Dear Ms. Kinney, 
I know this isn't much, or a real fancy card, but I wanted you to know I care. I remember when I lost my grandmother, it was very hard because I loved her dearly.  I know you will get through this with lots of prayer and God.  Think of it like this: If she was going through any pain, she isn't anymore. (How she knew this...I will never know)  Be strong, and I'm with you.  She's watching over you happily and I'm sure she loved you very much.  Have a blessed day. 
Love Always, 
Student

It's amazing how God can use the people I'm supposed to be setting an example for, and the ones that typically give me a headache, to comfort me during my hard times.

Now. I dare you to turn your nose up at me when I tell you I teach 8th grade.  My kiddos do have a soul sometimes, and a very sweet one at that.