September 1, 2012
My first week ever of kindergarten is done. Did I survive? I am still breathing, but exhausted. Others donít realize the gap between kinder and first. Kindergarteners donít know how to write their name, they donít understand how to listen or take turns. They poke my belly as if it was a talk button! Forty-eight students and growing. The crying! However, I look at their small faces and their hand in mine. I think how precious they are. I see their potential. It is up to me to teach and guide them. This is my passion.