Dedicated to the memory of Sean Bell and Michael Donald...Respect... ...VOTE...Fight, Fight the Power, You've GOTTA Fight the Powers That Be! (Thanks, Isley Brothers and Public Enemy)
Well, the class is being broken-up and redistributed due to low registration. We have already bonded and become a family; now, we are being torn apart. My co-workers' faces were so sad and their eyes were so red from crying until my own heart was breaking every time I looked at them. We knew this space was not ours, but it was home for 6 hours and 57 minutes every day. Our room was personalized and the children felt ownership. Having to take down all of our work and leave the walls bare, made me feel empty inside. Yes, we are fortunate that no one was excessed, however, we had such wonderful trips planned and many wonderful adventures for our class to experience. My prayer is that wherever they go, someone realizes each one is truly magnifcent in his or her own right.
Friday, October 17, 2008
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