I got a new student.
I lost a student last Friday. Actually, I didn’t lose him so much as he up and left me for another school. And I loved this kid. He was sweet and nice and smart and a hard worker and a friend to everyone. He was that kid.
I told him that his new teacher was going to get the little note that said It’s your lucky day! You’re getting a new student! and that her shoulders would slump and she would be a tad bit overwhelmed getting everything ready for him and she would wonder if he was on grade level and if he was well behaved and if he would fit into her class without upsetting the apple cart (which led to a discussion of an apple cart).
And then I told him that once she met him, and got to know him a little bit, she would realize that she had hit the jackpot (which led to a discussion of the lottery).
I was a little teary eyed during this exchange, but he thought it was because I didn’t win the lottery. But it was really because I was going to miss him.
So that was last Friday.
And then on Monday, I found out I was getting a new student.
And I felt all the things you feel when you hear you’re getting a new student. In the middle of the year. After you’ve trained your class and it runs like a machine.
After you’ve just lost a wonderful little kiddo.
After moping about it for all of an entire minute (or three), I got busy.
I pulled out my handy dandy ziplock bag filled with all the things a new student might need.
I wrote his name on everything (his name happens to be very unusual, but at least I can spell it correctly – remember that time when I spelled a student’s name wrong for more than half the school year?) so that he would feel like I was ready for him.
At least in the way of school supplies, if not emotionally.
Then I went home and I pulled up my handy dandy New Student file. Because I am a nerd, and I have one. Hello. Nice to meet you. My name is Kristin and I am a nerd.