Today, I celebrate making it through, but I also celebrate the memory of a dear friend.
Ten years ago when I finished my first ever first day of school, I stopped by my mentor teacher's house on my way home and out walked her husband with a Popsicle. It was the best gift I never knew that I wanted.
After a whole day of talking, your throat gets dry, hot and tired. A Popsicle is a sweet, cold oasis.
At the end of the day, I went around and celebrated each teacher who was awesome and made it through the first day of school with a sweet, cold oasis. It was an incredible way to celebrate the first day of school and the memory of an amazing man.
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ReplyDeleteI remember those first days of school! That's exactly how I felt last year after subbing in an elementary librarian position, back-to-back classes all day and collecting time fortheir spring book swap. So fun that you shared a sweet, cold oasis at the end of your first day. Love the memories it brings for you of a treasured friend!
ReplyDeleteGiving to others what one gave to you is what it is all about! I'd say you are off to a wonderful school year!! Thanks for sharing how you remember your friend.
ReplyDeleteWonderful words...a sweet, cold oasis and a lovely tradition. The first unsteady days of school pass swiftly and before you know it a community is forming! :)
ReplyDeleteAwe, that's awesome! Great memory!
ReplyDeleteA sweet treat for a very exhausting day - what a great way to start the year.
ReplyDeleteThis post is so very heartfelt. I am so moved how you remember you friend and his spontaneous generosity and you are paying it forward.
ReplyDeleteWhat a great unexpected gift - popsicles! My daughter is a first year teacher and she is experiencing these "growing pains!" Hope you have a great school year!
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