I think I have found a day that rivals the innocence and beauty of the first day of kindergarten -- the first snow.
Most years, the first snow happens over the weekend. Or it happens in the evening and we cancel school the next day. But yesterday, the snow came in HUGE flakes over the lunch hour.
It was beautiful. Even I was mesmerized. The snow, of course, did not stick, but it was so calming and beautiful to watch.
During rest time, I opened all the blinds in our room for the kids to see. Everyone of my students rested their head on their hands, and with eyes as big as dinner plates, watched in true awe.
Even more beautiful than the snow was the look on their faces.
Most years, the first snow happens over the weekend. Or it happens in the evening and we cancel school the next day. But yesterday, the snow came in HUGE flakes over the lunch hour.
It was beautiful. Even I was mesmerized. The snow, of course, did not stick, but it was so calming and beautiful to watch.
During rest time, I opened all the blinds in our room for the kids to see. Everyone of my students rested their head on their hands, and with eyes as big as dinner plates, watched in true awe.
Even more beautiful than the snow was the look on their faces.
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