|Katy and I at Wai-o-Tapu (Sacred Waters) during our (fabulous) class trip to Rotorua.|
Co-teaching is very much like a marriage - we get fed up with each other and grumpy with one another all the time... but then we get over it. There are times either one of us has come to work in a foul mood and after a: stern talking to/good laugh/hug/cry/rant/rave we're alright - it seems we generally know what the other needs. Sometimes, we've laughed so hard we've snorted and had tears in our eyes. There have also been buckets of tears shed about sadder things... I knew that after Dad died, I could go into school and cry on Katy's shoulder. Anytime. That helped me immeasurably. The other day, we dissolved into giggles at an eyebrow raise and a lopsided grin - it actually happened more often than you'd think. We have giggled like school girls in class and the children would stare at us, wondering what on earth had gotten into us. We grumbled and groaned like old ladies. We understand each other. We've shared deep dark secrets, our hopes, dreams and fears. We hold nothing back when we're talking to each other. She's listened to my same stories a hundred times (the downside to having a terrible memory), yet she never complains... It's a very special and rare connection to have with a co-teacher... one that (thankfully) has crossed over into a very real friendship.
|Yes, I know you can see right up my nose and it's not the most flattering photo of the two of us... but it was a good time!|
It's also been so good to see Katy grow as an educator; to see her become more confident and capable in class. She asserts herself more each and every day and I think she will be an inspiring an dynamic Montessori teacher when she is done her training and has her own class.
As the children sang their song (You're Amazing by Bruno Mars, with a bit of lyrical editing, because I did think it was a bit weird if they sang about kissing her lips) I felt tears pricking at my eyes, as I do now, and so I will blink rapidly now, as I did this afternoon and think of the great things that wait for her.
Katy, I am really proud of you for following your dreams to Italy - taking that big leap into the unknown will bring you untold adventure, which I think you'll love! Thank you for the support, hugs, coffees, giggles, cups of tea, stories, gossip and enthusiasm for life... I am grateful for having had the opportunity to have taught with you over the past 15 months. I look forward to hearing your stories, my friend. I'll miss you.
|A little more lady like... seconds before the previous picture!|