Saturday, May 21, 2016

And So It Begins....Summertime

This is weird. How is it that I already miss my students? Who misses hormonal pre-teens with horrible attitudes? I suppose they aren't like that all the time. I'm going to miss watching them Whip and Nae-Nae, Dab, and sponge their hair into twists. I am going to miss all their sayings... such as in the note below.

Shoes are a big, big deal. I've learned this year that "turnt" means you're having a good time, for lack of a better way to put it. Or they can "turn up" on the weekend, aka, get rowdy. All the boys call each other Lil Bro and they are learning to have their own gangster lean when they walk. They love to "try" (cut/diss) each other about their tapelines (a straight hairline). Needless to say- I sound so white right now. They've taught me lots.

I'm going to miss them asking me about my boyfriend and hearing their love life drama. Every now and then there are tears of innocence. They still cry when they have a tummy ache or because their feelings get hurt. Its that weird in between age when they're figuring everything out. An age that I don't ever want to go back to, but I'm glad I got to experience it with them.

For now, time for rejuvenation. I will be happy to see their faces next year and I hope they aren't too cool to come give me a hug or at least acknowledge my existence :)