This last few days at Little Way have been a bit nightmarish. I have been introducing some new routines (which has involved a few late nights of prep)--leaving one tired teacher making mediocre attempts to manage the normal chaos of this classroom. I started to write a blog about how three children cried yesterday (One of them was my doing. Sorry, sweet girl.). By the end of the day, I wanted to cry.
But I will not, I cannot, write two posts in a row about the challenges here. I can never give the impression that the struggles outweigh the joys. So I won't. Last week was beautiful and lovely and sunny all week. And on Friday we had a picnic lunch outside. I get to spend every day with these beautiful children. And God is good.
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