Missing primary: Slice of Life #26

Missing primary: Slice of Life #26

Confiscated lego. Paper hearts. Lineup drama. Finger spaces between words.

The land of primary. I miss it.

I miss the affected sneers and huge put on grumpy faces.

I miss the toothless smiles. Rosy cheeks. Shy grins

I miss sticky out pony tails and falling out braids.

I miss the giggles. The shushing. The tattling and the denial.

The wide eyes and the gasps at the smallest of things which often turn out to be the biggest of things.

Unabashed asking.

“Are you married?” “Who’s your husband?” “How much money do you have?”

I miss the repeating. The asking and telling again and again and again.

I miss sparkle dresses. Hairbands. Droopy tights. Polka dots.

I miss yellow rain jackets. Broken umbrellas. Muddy layers.

I miss new reader pride. Pages that take forever. Not breathing through one long stretched out sentence.

I miss little hands reaching for mine. Spontaneous singing. Silly little poems.

I miss stompy feet that seek out puddles. Dancing. Prancing. Spinning in circles.

I miss messy play. Toppled towers. Imagined lands. Race car lanes.

I miss the ease of imagination. The willingness to believe. The joy.

Paint splotches. Standing on chairs. Untied shoelaces.

I miss the love. The mush. The gush.

Bad Irony: Slice of Life

I am participating in the Slice of Life challenge to write and publish a post every day in March.

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27 thoughts on “Missing primary: Slice of Life #26

      • Yes! Sometimes, when I’m feeling stressed or if most of my coaching cycles are taking place in intermediate grade, I find myself heading to a primary classroom just to get some “happy time.” I hope you can get some, soon, too!

  1. I recently said to someone, ” whenever I’m having a rough day, I head to kindergarten.” Guaranteed fun and love. You captured many of the qualities that I also love about the little ones!

  2. It’s your eye for those little, specific details that makes this piece so effective and paints a picture of a primary student. I agree- the love was strong. ❤

  3. There’s much to love within a primary class. Your details put me right there. And the funny part is all of this might be experienced within one day. 🙂

  4. You’ve captured the land of primary so beautifully! And I agree with several others, the details you have chosen are exquisite. I wonder if you could write a similar post about what you are coming to love about the older ones. I’ll bet you are finding they have their own crazy wonderfulness too!

  5. I taught preschool for a year and second grade for another, so I know how this feels:”I miss the love. The mush. The gush.” But, I’ve discovered that teaching 6th. grade as I have for 17years, is not that different underneath all the “coolness” of the age. Somehow, it’s sweeter because of this. Beautifully written post, Carrie.

  6. I echo Tara. As a coach I did receive more “mush” from the little ones, but the older ones stopped me in the hall to show me a piece of writing or a new book they were reading. As for the middle schoolers, some ‘mush’ but mostly very privately. I hear you, though. You were with those little ones a long time, and the stories you shared certainly made me smile a lot.

  7. I’ve only taught 6-12, so I wonder sometimes what it would be like to work with little ones. They sure are cute, and there’s an appeal to having one class of students to work with all year, but I’ve always been so intimidated by the idea of teaching all subjects, plus some of the life and social skills they haven’t learned yet. When my daughter would come home from kindergarten telling me what Mr. B. said that day, I’d often think ‘Wow, I wouldn’t have thought to teach that, but I’m so glad he did!”

  8. You have completely captured primary land – the land I live in every day! Droopy tights is why I don’t send my daughter to school in tights! If I’m having a bad morning, its completely washed away once my first graders come into the classroom – all talking to me at once! Great post.

  9. I know that feeling – just last week I had a story time that I thought went terribly, and was feeling pretty bummed, but when I tried to leave the room afterwards I was surrounded by little bodies hugging my legs crying “don’t go! We love you!” It’s that kind of crazy, zany, whirlwind that makes working with little ones both maddening and incredible, and often both simultaneously. 🙂

  10. So much love in this slice. I like all the details you have collected. It sounds like a poetic picture book to be illustrated and published.

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