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Returning to Kindergarten

I am reminded of a life lesson that I think we all know. No matter what is going on, transitions in life and changes in our daily schedules can be tough at first!  

Today, I returned to Kindergarten as a student teacher in my elementary school. It was a bit of an outer body experience. The people are different. There are lockers where there used to be cubbies and I'm tall compared to the students.  Tall for the first time of my life!  Ha ha. 

As I walked with the kids down the hall or to the staff lounge, I could not believe that the clip-clop of shoes I heard on the floor were attached to my child size feet. I instantly was filled with pride and forgot about the teachers and times I did not like. It was a Special Education teacher at this school who told me I'd never get into college or become anything. Well it was this statement that has propelled me to work harder than anyone else I knew!! 

Returning to your old school for Kindergarten is humbling and poignant at this time of the New Year. It reminds me to start fresh, while taking a step back to evaluate what's passed and what's to come. It's a learning and exciting time for me as well as the children.  

While there is so much to do in a short time it is especially important to remember to be kind to yourself and allow the time needed to adjust to get the maximum results. 

~ If I can leave off with one positive note it is to be kind to yourself whatever the situation and allow yourself time for YOU and time to adjust!!  ❤


Throw back of me in Kindergarten. :)


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