imageFinally! Finally, I was able to have lunch with a wonderful 4th grader who has been asking me if we could have lunch together for WEEKS. It seemed everyday she’d ask I’d have to let her down due to a booked schedule. Last week she wrote me a note on an index card that broke my heart. It read, schedule lunch with me.

When I saw her run up to me today I started to go through my schedule, worried that I would have to let her down again. I was overjoyed when I realized I was FREE. As she approached I said, “Guess what?! I’m free for lunch!” She literally jumped in the air and squealed. Little did she know that she had just made my day 10 times better as well.9d3ef352cdcb9e78b928b3756b534a85

As we sat and ate she told me about her mom, her friends, how she’s doing in math, her dog Poppi, and anything else that came to her mind. As she continued chatting, I thought about how this was the best lunch I’d had in awhile. I wasn’t working through my lunch. It was free of stress. It was FUN.

Those 30 minutes eating and chatting were exactly what I needed and exactly what she needed.

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8 thoughts on “Lunch

  1. From your post, I can tell you are having a real impact on your school. The way this one little girl reacted to you tells a lot.

    At my previous school, my teammates and I ate lunch at our desks and worked. At my new school, we all get together in a classroom and talk and eat. A much better way to spend lunchtime!


  2. This post brought back good memories of having lunch with students. Now my lunch is late, since I teach a kinder group through the regular lunch schedule.
    It is such a good way to get to know students.
    I look forward to more of your Slice of Life posts. 🙂


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