Yowsers, I’m homesick for Indonesia tonight.
It doesn’t really happen often, although sometimes I’ll see a picture and feel a little tug at my heart.
And then I’ll think of a gre
at memory from there, and the tug turns into more of a pull, which hurts a little.
Have you ever had a moment of wishing that just took your breath away
? That’s kind of what it’s like. No tears, really…just a really deep breath.
And missing it.
So I thought I’d share a happy memory from our time in Indo.
I had some pretty great students…they were each cool in their own way.
But I have to admit that the group I taught for two years (4th and 5th grades) has a special place in my heart.
One of my favorite memories of that class was early on in their 4th grade year.
We were just getting to know each other but having some fun with everything that comes with the beginning of a new school year. One of the girls was a bit of a class clown but loved by everyone, and once in awhile she’d have a hard time staying in her seat. One day during math class, I said to her, “Student, pretend your bottom is glued to your chair.”
She got a sheepish look on her face, and I turned back to the board
to finish writing the math problem.
Suddenly, my class broke into hysterical laughter.
I turn around, and here is the student, running laps around the classroom, holding her chair to her butt.
We. Laughed. SO. Hard.
True, I probably should have maintained a little more professionalism, but it was one of the funniest moments of my teaching career.
She did it to be funny, and hey, we can all use a little more laughter in our days.
True?
I smile whenever I think of that class, but I really smile when I think of her and that moment. I wish I had a picture of it or something…but it’s still etched in my mind.
And that’s enough for today.
If you’re a student from that class, and you happen to be reading my blog, I’m sending you a hug from Americ
a. (Or a fist bump if you’re a boy. ;)) I miss you all.
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