Today was my first day of volunteering in my sweet, Sophia's classroom. I am so lucky to have a granddaughter in the 5th grade...they are some of my favorite people on the planet. The elementary school enthusiasm is still there coupled with a bit of sophistication ,I can be my wise-ass (albeit toned-down) self, and they already know how to hold a pencil. My little group was pure delight. I didn't have to give "the look" even once. If anyone needs a demonstration of "the look," my daughter does a mean imitation. I'm sure there are probably a few former students who still see it in recurring nightmares now and then.
I didn't get to have Sophia in the group, but that was just as well. If I'd bombed it would have made her social standing slip a notch or two,I'm sure. I guess I passed the test as the kids asked if they could meet with me again next time. They either had a good time or really hate math which was the alternate activity. In any event, it feels good to be back in the saddle. And one hour a week is just about perfect for me. I looked around the classroom and wondered how I ever did it. I cannot think of a profession I respect more than teaching. As far as I am concerned, teachers are the rock stars of the universe. I was very grateful to get my American Idol return ticket today. Thanks kids, see you next week.
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