Yesterday I joined friends for a hike/walk along the Susquehanna River. Of course the water looked cold and the trees were bare, but the feeling of warm sun on skin was lovely.
By the time the sun went down and we started our picnic supper, we dug out sweatshirts and jackets. We watched an eagle perched on a nearby tree. After flying back and forth a few times, it flew away.
On Friday we had our school spring program. The students were hyper about the unusual day. We did some work right away in the morning and then did a bit more before lunch. The rest of the morning was program practice. By afternoon I knew there was little hope of accomplishing anything that needed much concentration. After Victory Drill and spelling were done, the class worked together to shake a jar of heavy cream to make butter. They were fascinated! I heard a few of them declare, "This is the best day ever." I did not tell them my plans for the rest of the day. After recess and story time, I took them back outside and set them loose with a large box of sidewalk chalk. They would have enough required of them with all the practice and a program in one day. For the rest of the day they made chalk pictures and played on the swings. Plus it was the first lovely spring day warm enough that even I took off my sweater.
The program went well. Now there are six more weeks of school. I'm not used to the school year ending so early, but a break will be welcome. I think I'm going to miss my students. That's a good thing. And I'm getting excited about a chance to do things the second time. Hopefully I have learned a few things to make the second year even better.
