The End of the School Year is Here… and I’m a Crying Fool

June 11, 2016 School 6

Obviously this post is not about books, but I haven’t done much reading so I there isn’t much to talk about there. Plus I NEED to say these things about the end of the school year.

Several weeks ago I accepted a job at another high school closer to home. I KNOW this is the right decision for me. It cuts my drive time from 1 hr 20 min each day to 30 min, plus gas, mileage, etc. I already know someone that works at the school who is really happy there so I know I’m getting something good.

So why all the crying? Because my kids were awesome this year and I’m not ready to let them go. I know that it’s time. I know that there is zero chance that I would teach any of them next year. I know that all my precious juniors would only have one more year and they would be leaving me. I know that when September rolls I’ll have new kids who will be awesome too and these kids will have new teachers.

But it’s so damn hard.

I really bonded with my kids this year – and I know that went both ways. Kids who HATE math willingly came to my room to hang out. We laughed and joked and had a few serious conversations. The best thing that came out of this year was that THEY CHANGED ME. I like to think that I changed them too, but I don’t know that for sure.

The hardest thing I had to do was tell them I was leaving. For the most part kids reacted as I expected, but one student stormed out of the room. When he finally came back in he wouldn’t talk to me. It hurt my heart. Later that day I read the Dear Geometry Student Letter he wrote that morning (before he found out I was leaving) and my heart broke in to tiny little pieces.

FullSizeRender 2

My heart breaks a little more every time I read it.

My kids aren’t making it easy either. Constantly reminding me of all the good times this year… and some of the bad times too.

One student told me that two other students were planning something, possibly hay baling my car *cries a little*. When I asked if I was being punished he said, “No, that’s how they show their love.” I don’t know if they are actually going to do it, or if they just like torturing me with the knowledge that they can, either way, I’m having fun with it. Here is their diagram. Please excuse the spelling of “vanilla”.

My Car and Hay Bales

That’s my car. Surrounded by hay bales. And a nice Walmart chair and umbrella so I can sit down and enjoy my Vanilla Coke Zero.

This is only my third year as a teacher and I never really thought about this part of the job, that I would care about them so much that it would be this hard to leave them, but sadly that’s a part of the job every year, because we certainly don’t want them staying in high school forever!

Kimberly

6 Responses to “The End of the School Year is Here… and I’m a Crying Fool”

  1. Jenny

    Kim, you are the most awesome teacher ever! I love that your kids love you and you love them too. Sorry it’s so heartbreaking. I hate saying goodbye. *hugs*

  2. Julie @ Smiling Shelves

    I hear you! This was my tenth year of teaching, and I “retired” in April to become a stay-at-home mom. I know this was the right decision for me, but it was so hard not to finish out the year with my kids. I guess if you miss your students that much, then you are building relationships and doing the right thing as a teacher. :)

    • Kimberly

      Thanks! Out of all the things I’m proud of about this year, I am most proud about how I bonded with my students. I know that they will remember that a whole lot more than whether or not they passed the state test!

  3. Kate @ Midnight Book Girl

    While I’m so happy that you’ll have a better commute (and hopefully a better atmosphere) at your new school, I know how much you love your kids. I think it’s amazing how you’ve grown as a teacher (and as a person, but I already thought you were pretty great) in just three years! And making kids who hate math not hate you? That’s practically a magical talent. So, after school is out this year, we’ll hang out and I’ll let you cry while we drink wine- well, the wine if for me, you can have diet coke vinalla. *hugs*