Every once in a while I ask my students how things are going with their classmates. I ask them if anyone teases them about coming to the resource room. The last time I asked, a student said, “Why do you always ask us this?” I said, “I love you guys. It is my job to protect you as much as I can.”
I thought about that in the midst of all the heart wrenching stories coming from Connecticut. Teachers that hid students, teachers that read to students to calm them, teachers that told their students that they loved them.
Some teachers will react to the news in fear and extreme cautiousness. But as I look at our six year olds singing the Hallelujah chorus for our Christmas program, I just feel so grateful. Grateful to play a part in their lives. Grateful to be entrusted with these special gifts.