When it rains, it pours. Feeling the love this week. A student’s family took me out to lunch on Sunday, one of my first graders made me a bracelet for show and share, a third grader wrote my name in Arabic, a bag of chocolate was left in the front office for me by a secret pal, and a second grader’s mom shouted across (our very quiet) room this morning, “Ms. Christina, did you get the pumpkin??? I picked one up for you at HEB!” Can’t get over it… and almost broke into tears when a student came in with a hot cup of Starbucks for me this morning. “Ms. Christina, are you okay?” asked one of my students, as tears filled my eyes. I think I just might be…
the quirkiness of the urban landscape 