The Power of Saying Thanks

There are over 20 children in my youngest daughter's first grade class. They are all precious and beautiful. They each bring something special to the wonderful moments of learning. Every child is unique. Every word, every action is authentic and real. It is poetic joy to witness the wonder in their little faces as they grasp a new thought and make it their own.

When I went to my daughter's school to talk to them about the flowers the other day, I experienced their passion for learning. They asked amazing questions, some of which I couldn't answer and I'm a Master Gardener! :) They really WANT to learn.

I cannot get over my own delight at sharing what I know with these children.

Apparently, they enjoy my being in their class, too. It is the best of all worlds.

Their classroom teacher is a lovely lady. She is so good about reaching the children where they are and lifting them to new levels of learning. Anyway, she had the children write out thank you notes to me. When my daughter gave them to me after school yesterday, I was so touched. Most of the notes had flowers and/or hearts on them. Some cards said, "I love you" and others had happy faces drawn on them. Of all the cards I read, one actually brought me to tears. The outside of the card had a flower drawn on it and the inside said, "Your a grate teacher." It was perfect. It was what I needed to hear.

The classes I am taking for my Master's degree are focused on early childhood education. I still have so much to learn about being a good teacher, but to receive such a sweet card from a little boy confirming my love of teaching made a tremendous difference to me. Yes, I cried, but I did so because this little boy helped me reaffirm that I am making the right choice in choosing the field of teaching.

I also learned two things:
The power of one card, one thought
The power of saying thanks