Blue Group

It doesn't get easier.  Everyday is a new goodbye.  Today's was group class.  Last year I taught 4 every week, and this year there was only one, a group of four 3rd-5th graders, beautiful people.  I thought about various lesson plans this morning, but in the end, let them take the lead.  And after several games, and solos, we somehow finished with my favorite closing, French Folk Song.  We stood up to take a bow, and I thanked them for the year, and behind several comments of gratitude, I hid that I loved them, until I couldn't hide it anymore, and let myself say it to them without holding.