Had the eggs in the incubator hatched?
Would I find little yellow chicks running around the floor?
You never know.
I wanted to come up with some center activities to do in the coming weeks. Jot down some plans.
I needed to decide on an art center to start things off on Tuesday.
So I drove to Dunham in the mid afternoon.
I was the only person at Dunham today as far as I know.
It was lonely.
When I opened the classroom door, the first thing I saw was a big box of oranges. A note said they were from Sergio.
On my cajon I found this yellow book. I picked it up and read every page. Books like this can be hard to read because you have to blink back tears. I was touched. It occurred to me that I should post each page, but, no, that's nuts.
I decided to post only two pages, the first and last. Here's the first page:
And here is the last page:
Up on the chart pad, I found this message from everyone.
It was cheering to come to school and see all this kindness.
I was glad to see these things when I was all alone and in time to dab away my tears.