I should be apologizing to you for not sending you better blogs the past few days, but I only had a few hours at home to turn around and head to DC to visit the grandchildren. Ahhh! My JOY! Anyway, here’s a sweet thought for you on this Sunday. And I promise I’ve got some great blogs coming your way starting Monday!
When I am introduced as a teacher, I am usually asked what I teach. When I say, “Kindergarten,” I generally hear a very flat, “Oh.” I have never been certain whether that is an expression of pity, disgust, or perhaps disinterest. Always I wish I had time to explain to them like this:
Yes, I teach kindergarten. Where else would a handsome and very young man put his arms and me and ask, “Do you know I love you?”
Where else could I see a fashion show daily and keep up on the latest trends for
the very young?
Where else could my limited wardrobe be complimented or my earrings thought
Where else could I eat a soiled piece of candy from a grimy little hand and not become ill?
Where else could I have the privilege of wiggling loose teeth and receive the promise that I may pull them when they’re loose enough?
Where else could I guide a chubby little hand that some day may write a book
or an important document?
Where else could I walk around the room and have little warm hands reach up to touch me?
Where else could I forget my own aches and pains because of so many cut fingers, scratched knees, bumped heads, and broken hearts that need care?
Where else could my mind stay so young as with a group whose attention span is so short that I must always keep a bag of tricks up my sleeve?
Where else could I feel so close to my Maker as I do each year because of something that I have done to help one of His little children learn and grow.
Yes, I teach kindergarten and I love it!