Small Town Girl in a Big City World: A Piece of My Heart

Friday was my last day at Escamilla intermediate school. When I first came down here I did not know what to expect. All that I knew is that I was called down here, because I don't think things would have worked out as perfectly, smoothly and as fast as they did if it wasn't supposed to happen. At first I was nervous and things started out a little rough.

On Friday though I felt like I was leaving my family and my kids. The one place I felt as if I belonged down here, was here. My teacher got me a zebra print bag, a necklace and awesome earrings!! Ha she knows me all too well. She made me a cute little pink cake with zebra and hot pink plates to eat the cake on : ).

The students that day wouldn't let me out of their sight. They followed me around the classroom and when walking by my class they would sit there and beg to come to my class instead of going to there other classes. I wish I could have let them stay with me... They drew me pictures, wrote me letters and made me cards. I even got a stuffed animal smurf from a couple girls in my class and a giant cupcake from this other boy. I honestly have never felt so loved in my life before. It hurt me to know I had to leave them.

I can remember the very first day this little boy saying, "I don't like student teachers. They make you love them and then they leave you." That's all I could think about while the kids spewed their words of "I'll miss you." "Don't leave us." "Please come back." "I want to go with you." "Take me with you." "Don't leave us." I couldn't even count the hugs I received that day. I mean the kids always loved to give away hugs, but Friday I received multiples from the same students over and over again, every time they saw me. They didn't want to go and neither did I. Those kids are everything to me and they thought they needed me.

My Favorite Quotes of the Week:

1.) One of my students was complaining that he needed a new sheet of paper, because he messed up on both sides of his sheet of paper. I told him no that he could erase it and fix one of the sides, but he would not stop asking.

"I can't do this. I need a new sheet of paper. Can I have a new sheet of paper miss."

Another student of mine sitting by him goes, "Man, I would have been done with that by now!" " Just erase one thing, then another things and draw some more." Bahahahaha Love them!

2.) "Miss what would you do if I farted."

That is my fifth graders for you.

3.) I am saying goodbye for the very last time and this little girl goes, "Bye miss! I hope you know how to do the shuffle better!"

4.) Lastly, the sweetest one yet. "MacArthur people are lucky they get to be with Miss Wilson."

I only hope they will feel the same...

Someone once said home is where the heart is, well I must have a few homes because my heart lies in Zimmerman-MN, Fargo-ND, St. Cloud-MN, and now in Houston-TX.

These kids stole a piece of my heart, a piece of it I will never get back. I know they will come across my mind sooner or later and I will wonder how they are doing and who they will grow up to be.