Yesterday I went to the high school graduation where I had the honor of watching 14 of my former students receive their diplomas. This wasn't just any class. It was my first class at the school that now feels as much like home as my actual house does. It was the class that I welcomed as itty-bitty first graders and had the privilege of keeping as second graders the following year. In fact, I didn't actually say goodbye to these kids until the summer following 2nd grade when they all came and sang at my wedding. I finally bid them farewell at the church. Needless to say, they are a very special bunch.
I've seen most of them over the years. They were frequent visitors of my classroom while they remained in elementary school. Later I would bump into them around town. Some have scooped my ice cream, bagged my groceries and even babysat my own kids over the years. I've seen them grow up through Christmas card photos, however, this was the first time I had the opportunity to see them all back in one place (minus three that have moved and one who attended a private high school).
It was such a great experience. I was surprised by just how much ran through my head during the two hour ceremony. As I said, if ever you want to truly reflect on your teaching, sit through a graduation.
It was wonderful to see the "end result" of what I started. I loved hearing about their future plans and catching up with their families. Aside from the fact that it made me feel so darn old, it was truly a special experience.
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