Filling My Soul
I read Horton Hatches The Egg yesterday. Fifteen English Language Learners sat silently at my feet, legs in criss-cross-applesauce, hands in their laps..... for the most part, any way. Grandma stops reading when there is tumult on the carpet; it's amazing how quickly silence from a grown up leads to silence from the kids. I've been feeling disconnected from the Prince Kindergartens this year; Miss Levine has moved on up to 4th grade, and I had to work to establish a new routine for myself. Miss Levine was easy; I could open her door anytime, any day, and plunge right into whatever was going on. Different teachers have different expectations, though, and I never want to be a bother. But last month found me chatting in the Teachers' Lounge with most of the kindergarten teachers and we developed a plan. I want to make a lasting memory, one that all of the kids and I can share. The teachers were looking for a Cool Down period after lunch recess ...
