3-1 my worst class brought me to tears

Today classes are cancelled because we all have to go to a music concert that the kids are doing. We are #1 in Gyeonggi-do for traditional instruments at least for elementary. I couldn’t tell you if it was all schools or not. I have no clue. 

But suddenly, the class that I normally teach which is 3-1, their homeroom teacher wanted us to come up and say goodbye. I was like alright. So we went. It ended up being a surprise farewell party.

Took everything for me not to cry. They practiced a song and sung it. They all wrote something to say goodbye. We took pictures and I was fighting back a flood of tears. I still am. 

They were my worst class. Mostly because of some boys that wouldn’t listen. The funny thing is, it was the boys who helped make sure everything went smoothly. The idea came from one of the girls who’s Korean American. She knew I was leaving and that’s how everyone else found out and she asked her teacher is they could at least do a short party to say goodbye now since vacation is coming up and then the time in February is short.

So, I will like to thank her a ton. I’m going to miss her. I love these kids even if they give me problems. They mean a lot to me. I’ve seen a lot of these kids since first grade and now they are about to become fourth graders. I never expected to get this attached, but I did. I don’t regret it. I hate that I’m moving too, but my time is up here and I must move on.

Hopefully I’ll be able to see some of them in the future.