My heart is not happy when I think about not seeing the 40something faces of my 4th graders in a few short weeks.
They bring me beautiful flowers on a Wednesday.
They are hilarious.
They are honest.
They care about each other [most of the time.]
They get really excited to learn about Native Americans.
They beg for more time to read independently.
They teach each other about their own cultures.
They celebrate each other's strengths.
They encourage each other's weaknesses.
They are too wonderful for words.