Moving Up.... Moving On

In the beginning of my teaching career, I have always cried when it was time for the kids to move up. I, on the other hand, had to move on. Ten 'moving up' years later, I still cry. Its hard to say goodbye to these kids who have probably taught me about life more than I have taught them. But its heartwarming to hear from their parents a few moths and years after they have graduated that their kids are doing very well in the big schools. And, their "Thank you, Teacher Weena." will always make my day.