There was much wailing and gnashing of teeth on the first day in the preK school I started work at this week. I call this Naptime.
The lights are dimmed
In the rooms
Of their new primary colored world.
As the quiet music plays,
Tiny tears and soft sobs
Are heard down the hallway.
Backs are patted,
Hugs are given,
Sad hearts are reassured.
This is so sweet! Although it might not have felt sweet to be surrounded by all of those gnashing teeth! Those little ones are lucky to have you, Karri.
So tender! Tiny tears and soft sobsтАжoooph ЁЯе╣
So tender, and so important for kids to feel they can cry in a safe space.
A nice first day of school poem, Karri! Blessings to you in your new setting! ЁЯЩПЁЯП╗
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There was much wailing and gnashing of teeth on the first day in the preK school I started work at this week. I call this Naptime.
The lights are dimmed
In the rooms
Of their new primary colored world.
As the quiet music plays,
Tiny tears and soft sobs
Are heard down the hallway.
Backs are patted,
Hugs are given,
Sad hearts are reassured.
This is so sweet! Although it might not have felt sweet to be surrounded by all of those gnashing teeth! Those little ones are lucky to have you, Karri.
So tender! Tiny tears and soft sobsтАжoooph ЁЯе╣
So tender, and so important for kids to feel they can cry in a safe space.
A nice first day of school poem, Karri! Blessings to you in your new setting! ЁЯЩПЁЯП╗