What These Kids Don’t Know

He stands to the side of me, waiting his turn, I look up and there he is, “Do you remember me?”  “Of course!”  I say and I mean it because this kid, how could anyone ever forget this kid?  A quick hug and of he goes, he is a middle schooler now after all, and I stand there with a huge smile, happy to have been remembered.  Happy that he took the time to come back to his old teacher, even if just for a moment.  And in that short moment of time there is so much I wish I could say to this kid, and to the others before him; there is so much they don’t know.

What these kids don’t know is how we hope they will remember us with a smile but we never take it for granted.

What these kids don’t know is how we still have all of those notes and letters they wrote to us back then.  And the drawings, yup, we have those too.

What these kids don’t know is how one little hi can make me smile for days.

What these kids don’t know is that we still carry them in our hearts wherever we go.

What these kids don’t know is how I still worry and wonder how life is treating them and if they know how much they are worth.

What these kids don’t know is that they never stop being our kids.

What all my kids don’t know is that I do it for them, every single day, no matter how little sleep I got, no matter what standards are pressing on me.  Every day I come to school to teach for them, every day I cannot wait to get here to be with them.  That’s what these kids don’t know.

6 thoughts on “What These Kids Don’t Know

  1. Gorgeous! All the aspirations we have for them often stays in our hearts but they are there. We are their cocoon for a year or two then set them free in the hope there may be a chance they flutter by and show us their beautiful wings. Lovely reflection Pernille and thanks for sharing it with us.

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