Eleven

Today was my last day of work. It was kind of bittersweet. Some of those kids were great (even if they were kind of obnoxious at times), and I'm really going to miss them. Others, well, I may have smiled a little broader than usual when I bade them farewell. Today may have been crazy, and chaotic, and a little miserable at times, but I wouldn't trade it for the world. Not the hugs goodbye I got from the kids, or the time I got to spend with them at the park today, or even the 8 times one little girl tried to escape this morning. (She was determined to escape and run home, and at one point she almost succeeded.) But I wouldn't change this experience for anything. I've learned that no single person, regardless of how patient they might think they are, can supervise 20 kids by themselves and avoid yelling. I've learned that kids can be the biggest trouble, but also bring the greatest reward.