Today is C’s last day of elementary school. It seems like just yesterday S was waiting to get on the bus for her first day of kindergarten.
It’s a bittersweet moment. He’s ready to move on just like S was three years ago. But this is different. He’s our youngest.
We’ve spent the last eight school years with at least one child in elementary school.
Now, I’m not one to get sentimental about my kids growing up.
I have enjoyed every age and stage, and like them, I was ready for the next.
But it’s weird knowing we won’t be part of the elementary family next year. And yes, it is a family.
I sent this email to the staff this morning, but I wanted to share it here as well.
It’s one thing to thank them, and another to sing their praises to others.
We have been blessed. They have known and loved S and C on good days and bad. They are a family.
Dear Northview Staff,
It is hard to believe that today is the last day of the school year. Harder still to believe is that it is our last day at Northview! Where have the last eight years gone?
I don’t even know where to begin to thank all of you for the wonderful foundation you have given both S and C.
For those of you who have been our classroom teachers: Mrs. Sheahan, Mrs. Vogel, Mrs. Quade, Mrs. Jeanty, Mrs. Mulder, Mrs. Johnson, and Mr. Bartz, thank you for taking them where they were and pushing them further than they thought they could go.
For those of you that taught both S and C (Mrs. Sheahan, Mrs. Vogel, and Mrs. Mulder), thank you for recognizing them as two completely different people even though they are siblings. As the youngest of five, that is something I really appreciated.
Mrs. Sheahan, I “watched” you teach as S played school at home. Thank you for saying she would be a CEO of a Fortune 500 company rather than calling her bossy (although C thinks she’s bossy!). Thank you for being patient with my energetic little boy who really has never been little. He came home every day of kindergarten with something new to tell us, walking circles around the kitchen table while I made dinner. We still have the handprint t-shirts from kindergarten graduation and the class phone books (they still get used). You were the perfect beginning for their educational journey.
Mrs. Vogel, thank you for building incredible vocabulary with them. I will never forget sitting at McDonald’s after dance class one night when a flock of geese flew over. S said, “Those are migratory birds….migratory is a high school word,” or later that year when she said to C, “I hope when you get to school you have Mrs. Sheahan and Mrs. Vogel. They are phenomenal teachers.” Phenomenal was a Mrs. Vogel word. Thank you for describing C as a restless learner and recognizing that his mind was racing with questions about so many things.
Mrs. Quade and Mrs. Jeanty, your Amelia’s Notebook project made writers of both S and C. The idea of writing down events and happenings was the inspiration behind their vacation blogs last summer. Mrs. Quade, you introduced S to the Babysitters Club books (she read them all), and we can’t see a flamingo without mentioning your name. Mrs. Jeanty, your “I wonder” boxes were right up C’s alley as it gave him time to explore those burning questions he always asks.
Mrs. Mulder, I remember hearing lots of stories about your family infused in the learning. You made both of them laugh with some of your family’s escapades. Your business card magnet still hangs on our fridge, a reminder that you had shared a part of yourself with us from the first day.
Mrs. Johnson, S’s year was filled with lots of collaborative projects. From Laura Ingalls Wilder day to adding electricity to a dollhouse, you stretched her knowledge base. I loved that you put it all together in a slideshow at the end of the year to remind us all of what had been accomplished.
Mr. Bartz, C tells your stories all the time, too. Thanks for sharing your own experiences with the kids. I appreciate that you have pushed him to be clearer in his writing. We know he has voice down, but you have encouraged him to work on details and organization so that his writing tells the story he wants to tell.
Mrs. Barrett, Mrs. Kirschbaum, and Mr. Cowdy – your songs have filled our house, your artwork covers our walls, and stories of Sneak Up are forever cemented in our memories. Thank you.
Memories of duct taping Mrs. Wieland to the cafeteria wall, the 12 Days of Christmas song at the annual sing along, winter carnival, field trips, and field days have filled the last years.
For those of you who did not teach S or C directly, please know that you, too, made a difference in their lives. From the smiles and kind words of Shelly and Mary in the office, to small interactions in the halls and on the playground, you have all made Northview a wonderful place for us as a family.
Before S started school I was asked if I would bring her to Plymouth with me. Tim and I made the decision then to keep the kids in their neighborhood school, a decision we have never regretted. We could not have asked for a better place for our kids to grow and learn.
You are an amazing group, and our children are blessed to have had you in their lives.
Have a great summer,