Things change. Don't I know that. What's that saying?.....The only thing that is constant is change. Yesterday, I received the news that I was losing a student. There were no specific details about why only that it was going to be a better situation for their family. I'm not sure if it was a financial decision, logistics of getting to and from school, or something else. I only know today was the last day for one of my new Grade 1 friends.
Of course, there was that tiny nagging thought that it was me. Even the thank you card and gift this morning didn't quite shake the feeling that I was the reason for the switch. I mean who changes schools 11 days in? It was a bit emotional for me as I packed up the pieces of our time together:

1 bulletin board name plate
1 started printing book with a spaceman
1 first day of school hand drawn picture with a photograph attached
4 picture sorts
1 started math journal
1 toilet paper tube owl
1 September morning job book
1pattern initial
1 Monday morning journal
3 photos from our number wall
1 self portrait on canvas
1 bat book
1 Pete the Cat retelling craft
and (not shown)
1 TWAS journal (This Week At School)
1 Poem of the Week book
1 agenda
1 paint splattered painting shirt
1 pr of head phones used once in the lab
and one book of letters to this student from our class.
There it was. On my round table. The evidence of a busy and productive 11 days. The end of this chapter for this student. Good byes are tough and this one was too even if our time together was so short...or maybe because it was.