It was really sad to say good-bye to all of my students yesterday. The day was a flurry of long hugs and handmade cards. A few of my favorite moments:
- After I said good-bye to the second grade class, one of the girls wrapped herself around my legs and hung on me for about five minutes. I finally had to pry her off of me when it became clear she wasn't planning to let go anytime soon.
- When I told the fourth grade class that this was the last time I would teach them, they all started booing and (fake) crying. They gave me an uncomfortably long group hug after class and continued to beg me to stay.
- One of the fifth graders, Filip, came up and hugged me for a realllllllly long time after class. Getting a drawn out hug wasn't so unusual today, but Filip is usually such a stinker in class. Despite his misbehavior (or maybe because of it), he's one of my favorites. I hope my next students are as wonderful as the ones I had here!
I can't believe that after looking forward to this trip for so long, it's already over. This has been a wonderful adventure, and I am so grateful for all of the experiences I've had. I am so thankful that God has watched over me, led me to meet some wonderful people, and helped me grow as a teacher.
I need to catch my flight, so it's time to say good bye (or "na shledanou"). Good bye to my fellow teachers and new friends; good bye to my adorable, fun, and crazy students; good bye to the owners of the neighboring grocery store who are always so patient with me as I fumble with my money and mispronounce their language; good bye to all of the socks and sandals, gravy and dumplings; good bye to the school and city that have been my home for the past two months.
And good bye for now to you, reader. Thank you so much for following me on this adventure and keeping me in your prayers!
How are all of you? I'm sick of talking about myself. :)



