On Wednesday, we had our Montessori Leaving Assembly to say goodbye to our students who have completed the Montessori Cycle and are moving on to another school. Generally, I'm a blubbering mess on that day - I was pleased that I held it together so well on Wednesday... I cracked a tear when in his farewell speech, one of my boys thanked me especially and said that I taught him "important life lessons beyond academics and how to be a compassionate individual." My heart twisted a bit, but I mostly kept it together. Oh. Man. (#1.)
In a card yesterday, a parent thanked me for "helping shape xxxxx into a mature young man, although he's still got a long way to go, you've given him the best start possible..." again, my heart twisted. Tears! Oh. Man. (#2)
But today was hardest. I was doing alright. Teared up when I got another beautiful card from a parent, but the tears didn't actually brim over. Oh yeah! We said goodbye to our 5/6 students first and I felt my eyes getting a bit wet when I looked at their cheeky grins, sparkly eyes and just gorgeous smiles. But I was good! I held it together and made it all the way to morning tea. Thought I was awesome.
"So... uh... Tez, we lied and we weren't actually doing anything for the yearbook - the intermediate leavers have organised a gift for you and there was no parental input in this at all. We just wanted to say thank you to you." OH! MAN! (#3) Tears, tears, tears.
Not only did they give me a GORGEOUS eco-cup for my morning coffees, but the card... inside were the sweet and heartfelt messages...
|Kept it together a bit...|
|Oh. Man. Tears. (#4 & #5)|
|Oh. Man. So many tears! (#6, #7 & #8)|
I really do love my job... so grateful and so blessed.