After thirty-one years in the public schools, I retired and went to work in a private Christian school. It is a wonderful place to work and I feel so fortunate to be working in such a sweet, loving environment.  The administration actually cares about the students and my Principal knows every student by name. Unfortunately, like all humans, I have those days when I feel like I got up on "the wrong side of the bed".

I remember one day this school year when I woke up late, realized I didn't have anything to eat for breakfast and found that just about all of my pants were too tight. I  got so desperate as I was trying on pair after pair that I even thought about resorting to grabbing a rubber band so I could "extend" the waistline on one. By the time I finally found a pair that fit, I had a neat little pile of clothes at my feet. I flew out the door and barely made it to school on time. Living in the country, a pig truck whose speedometer must not go beyond ten miles per hour chose this particular morning to pull out in front of me. Listening to the harmony of all those little porkers for fifteen minutes while the truck literally crawled down the highway did nothing to improve my disposition.

When I finally walked into my classroom two minutes before I was supposed to be there, I breathed a sigh of relief. One of my sweet little girls came skipping through the door at about that time and gave me a funny stare. She then  innocently asked me if I forgot to put my face on that morning. I tripped over a backpack laying in the middle of the floor as I turned back to stare at my face in the reflection of the glass partition on my door.

Before I knew it, it was time to head to Chapel. We always have Chapel on Wednesday mornings. I sat there waiting for the service to start and having a  regular pity party in my thoughts.  I was brooding about gaining too much weight, the fact that my husband was laid off from his job, my toe  aching from tripping over the backpack,etc. etc. etc. All of a sudden, the student sitting beside me looked up at me with his big brown eyes, smiled, and whispered "I love you!" My bad mood dissolved with that precious child's words.

I said a silent prayer and thanked God for the nudge. Life is so precious and I am so blessed to be teaching young children!

18 comments

  1. Edie Parrott // February 21, 2010 at 3:19 PM  

    Sweet!

  2. Niki // February 21, 2010 at 4:04 PM  

    This is lovely. :o) Thanks for taking the time to comment on my blog. :o))

  3. Marla // February 21, 2010 at 4:44 PM  

    I had to smile while reading this post. I am having one of those days today so this is a good wake up call to "snap out of it already!"

  4. Wylie @ Shout A Joyful Noise! // February 21, 2010 at 6:01 PM  

    Thank you so much for visting my blog. I love yours & will have to tell my KG teacher friends. They will love it too! Glad to "meet" you!
    Joyfully,
    Wylie

  5. Theresa Milstein // February 21, 2010 at 6:38 PM  

    Such a sweet story! Children are so perceptive to our moods. My daughter is like that. I'm glad that child helped turn your day around.

  6. Mildred // February 21, 2010 at 7:45 PM  

    So very nice to meet you. This is a precious post. We all need to be nudged sometimes into remembering what's really important.

  7. VKT // February 21, 2010 at 7:46 PM  

    I agree Mildred. Thanks to each and every one of you for stopping by to visit my blog.

  8. Too Many Hats // February 21, 2010 at 8:33 PM  

    Now that is simply the sweetest thing you could have heard. What a dear child.

  9. Cindy Geilmann // February 21, 2010 at 8:54 PM  

    Thank you for visiting my blog and leaving me a comment. I love teachers, some of the best people I know are teachers. My mom and dad, my husband, his mom and sister and brother, another sister in law. I love children and my dad wanted me to become a teacher, but I didn't. I became a mother of 5, a grandmother of 8 and a child's advocate and a humanitarian for children all over the world.

    I loved your story. Come back and visit again and join my followers, I check with them each week and I'm going to have another drawing with their names as soom as the number hits 50.

  10. Old Kitty // February 22, 2010 at 4:56 AM  

    Hi

    Just popping in to say hello.

    And glad to read a really sweet piece on this dreaded Monday morning when it's snowing and cold and I'm about to head off for work.

    :-)

    That sweet little boy must have felt your angst and comforted you in the best way he knew how.

    Bless.

    Take care
    x

  11. Ms Bibi // February 22, 2010 at 12:02 PM  

    What a wonderful story.Some children are just so precious. I can see my youngest boy in your story.

    Thank you for coming by and leaving a wonderful comment.

  12. Jo // February 22, 2010 at 2:24 PM  

    Enchanting memory and post -- I've indeed enjoyed getting to 'know you' since you left such a kind comment on my blog in regards to my inner turmoil I shared recently with my readers.

    I want to sincerely thank you for reaching out -- your 'hug' was felt, warmly received and deeply appreciated.

    Peace and serenity,
    ~Jo
    'The End Of The Rainbow: Life After Bankruptcy'.

  13. Angie S // February 22, 2010 at 4:11 PM  

    Such a sweet story!!

  14. Krista // February 22, 2010 at 6:38 PM  

    This is really sweet! Kids that age are so precious... what happens when they grow up? ;o)

    Thanks so much for visiting/commenting on my blog. I'm glad you've enjoyed my photography! :o)

  15. Mary333 // February 22, 2010 at 7:18 PM  

    You're my kind of lady! Sorry, I couldn't help laughing at your post! Murphy's law at it's best :)
    Children are sweet though, my daughter is six - what a great age this is.

  16. VKT // February 22, 2010 at 7:25 PM  

    I couldn't agree with you more Mary! I love working with this age.

    Jo, I have enjoyed getting to know you as well. You are a special lady.

    Angie, I love your blog.

    Krista,

    You are a gifted photographer!

    Ms. Bibi,

    Your blog is a delight!

    Kitty,

    Thanks for commenting before you left for work!

    I agree with you Too Many Hats and Cindy....I shall return!

    Thanks to each and every one of you for your comments!

  17. Barbra Stephens // February 24, 2010 at 4:06 PM  

    They always know.....

  18. VKT // February 25, 2010 at 10:47 PM  

    Yes, they do Barbra!