"Gratitude is the heart's memory."
-French Proverb
As photographs documenting the past few days download into my computer I give thanks...
I give thanks to a teacher who goes above and beyond the expectations.
A tireless woman who makes each student a memory book of their entire school year. She snaps individual photos of each child at every school event. It's all in the book for parents and the student to treasure over the years. (there is even a year end slide show DVD tucked in)
Both my boys have had the gift of being taught by Sandra Epplett and they will remember her always. Yes, she gives them candy and assigns homework that is sometimes hard to keep up with...and you wouldn't dare make her angry because apparently a mean little witch comes out of her shoe,
BUT...she somehow manages to keep twenty squirmy six year olds in order, and teaches them skills that will set them up for life. Tying shoelaces, telling time, math reading and writing. They have come so far and have so much pride in their new skills, it's absolutely amazing. Just the idea of it makes me anxious, I would not have the energy or patience for such a huge feat.
Mrs Epplett, you are a shining star of a teacher and always have a special place in our family memories.
I give thanks to the parents and students and other staff at Spring Creek that work so hard to make it a lovely place for our kiddos to be.
I give thanks for the extra efforts to teach the gifts of character program, offer music and art and daily fitness. For the Mom's who organize weekly sushi days, and fresh fruit and veggies. For a Sports Day with Olympic athletes, the official mascots! What a gift you give to our families and our community.
I give thanks to Tracey and her sweetie Hailey who organized this class going away gift for Liam...
Liam was touched and has been very pensive about this whole saying "goodbye thing" over the past couple of days. When we got home today we had a little group hug and I asked the boys how they were feeling about leaving Spring Creek.
Noah sighed and said: "Moving is mixed up, it's a really good thing but it's really hard."
Liam added: "Yeah, really hard."
My teary eyes answered for me but I quickly gave them a smile and said it's all going to be just fine.
We are so grateful and our hearts are filled with fond memories of school life here.
Hooray for summer holidays and for lazy mornings at home together. For all the readers who don't have school age children you can sigh with relief now...Snickerdoodles will be back on track starting tomorrow.