I hate change.
I like when things are the same, or similar for long periods of time. I also hate change even more if the result is uncertain.
Right now, I have five fifth graders in my classroom, and next year they will all be going on to middle school. That means that next year, if I am back here, I will have very young students.
I don't mind that I will have students who are kindergarten age to second grade, but that means change. I will miss my departing fifth graders. All of their personalities are so unique and they all can be a blast.
I took one to the middle school to give the new lunch routine and it just reminded me of school--back in the day.
Life has changed so much, some good and some bad. I sometimes miss the carefree days of not working for a living and just hanging out with friends.
The upcoming prospect of change has me scared, but most of all I am sad. I have really come to love the children that I work with. If I am not back here, I will miss them so much. I pray that I can come back, but if not I will forever be impacted by everyone of them.
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Jen,
The children that you have loved will, in a real substaintial way, have been touched wih the hand of Jesus Himself through you!
The seeds of love and grace will be long remembered and treasured.
We don't get to select where we are planted only if we will be used by the hand of God to touch others!
keep reaching and praying.
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