A new little person joined our school family in mid-February. Admittedly, I wasn’t overjoyed at the addition to my little school family. It wasn’t my turn. It was somebody else’s turn–only it’s never another person’s turn. I had a lot going on in my classroom it wasn’t fair to this little person to add him.
Nobody listened. Nobody heard.
Except Someone did.
It has been my feeling for quite some time that God places the kids I need in my classroom each year–not the kids who need me–the kids I need.
He has a plan for me. He wants me to be more.
Placing this little person in my care upset our apple cart. The second day he was with us I heard one of the friends lean over to him and say, “We don’t do that here. You need to stop.” Later, another friend, while in reading group with a different teacher, told him “We don’t do that in The Hays Team.”
Both friends were gentle and kind with the words they shared.
He was in chaos. He wanted to be hugged and loved. He was hungry. I hugged him and there have been times when I have been VERY firm with him. I fed him. I loved him. On his third day with me he dropped the information that ‘George’ had taken the long, long, long way home.
“What does that mean? The long way home?”
He replied, “Well he went on Wednesday to get something and he hasn’t come back.” Quick calculation: Wednesday was 5 days ago.
On his fourth day with us, George returned. Only to leave again with his mom’s money. And he knew how much George had taken for ‘gas’.
“He sure drives a lot, Ms. Hays. He must have a lot of places he needs to go.”
On Wednesday of this week he informed me that he was getting a new house. It was behind Wendy’s. He was very, very excited because this was a ‘nice’ place. On Thursday, he was pretty sure they would get to sleep in the new place. On Friday, he let me know that they had not slept there because George was gone again with the truck and they could not move the beds.
Today I picked up things a 6-year-old boy would like to eat: peanut butter, jelly, bread, cosmic brownies, Cheetos, Pringles and Oreo’s. I also stuck in some cheese crackers, trail mix and granola bars. My plan was to drop them at his new place.
I did not find him at his new place. Twice. I checked his old place. Twice. No sign.
I will check again tomorrow. #justsayin’