Camp
Today was the last day of summercamp....
Writing this sentence brings back a whole summer, or rather 9 weeks, of camp. I had the kids keep a camp journal that we made together, and they were to write in it for 15 minutes everyday. They usually wrote things like, "I'm having fun at summercamp" or something like that.
Needless to say, I am ready for a short break from kids, and luckily, a short break is all I'm going to get, and it won't even really BE a break, because we have to fly up and meet our parents in Maryland on Sunday. It is now Friday night.
Seacrest starts back on the 14th, the day after I get back from Maryland, which means I'll be there doing aftercare with Rhonda. Three days later I have to go to meetings for back-to-school at Pinecrest, two days after that my classes at FAU start up, and three more days after that Pinecrest is back in session.
Pretty much, my summer is over as of Sunday. And what do I have to show for it?
A summer spent with children, 5 days a week, 10+ hours a day. No vacations. No big events. Just a summer with kids. And I started to get tired of it toward the end. But I would do it all over again in a heartbeat.
Although I've been reconsidering having children, I love them to death, still. I'm not sure I want any of my own to bring home and deal with, but I love working with them and seeing them grow. I love being able to teach them and to improve their lives. I love being able to rub off on them and make them leave with better hearts and smiling faces. I love it all, and I'll love it until the day I die.
The hard part is leaving them at the end of the year, or the end of the summer. Some I'll never see again, others, I won't interact with on the same level again because they'll be too old. It's sad, but it's so rewarding. I think someday I may adopt, but I don't know yet.
Writing this sentence brings back a whole summer, or rather 9 weeks, of camp. I had the kids keep a camp journal that we made together, and they were to write in it for 15 minutes everyday. They usually wrote things like, "I'm having fun at summercamp" or something like that.
Needless to say, I am ready for a short break from kids, and luckily, a short break is all I'm going to get, and it won't even really BE a break, because we have to fly up and meet our parents in Maryland on Sunday. It is now Friday night.
Seacrest starts back on the 14th, the day after I get back from Maryland, which means I'll be there doing aftercare with Rhonda. Three days later I have to go to meetings for back-to-school at Pinecrest, two days after that my classes at FAU start up, and three more days after that Pinecrest is back in session.
Pretty much, my summer is over as of Sunday. And what do I have to show for it?
A summer spent with children, 5 days a week, 10+ hours a day. No vacations. No big events. Just a summer with kids. And I started to get tired of it toward the end. But I would do it all over again in a heartbeat.
Although I've been reconsidering having children, I love them to death, still. I'm not sure I want any of my own to bring home and deal with, but I love working with them and seeing them grow. I love being able to teach them and to improve their lives. I love being able to rub off on them and make them leave with better hearts and smiling faces. I love it all, and I'll love it until the day I die.
The hard part is leaving them at the end of the year, or the end of the summer. Some I'll never see again, others, I won't interact with on the same level again because they'll be too old. It's sad, but it's so rewarding. I think someday I may adopt, but I don't know yet.