I’m into my last week of classes now, and most days of work represent the last time I will see a given group of students. Last Friday I had two of these goodbyes, one at the Shionoe Kindergarten and another at Yasuhara Elementary. This details the good times of my kindergarten sayonara.
A perfect day for it too. Nestled right into the nature of Shionoe.
I showed up and did a lesson as per usual with cohort Makita sensei, but she had to take off before the second group of kids. This meant that I was left to teach my final lesson alone, but she left me with her bag of tricks which meant I was in good hands. For the first portion we did the ‘Hello Dance’ which is how every lesson I’ve ever done here has begun. The kids all know it, and I couldn’t possibly forget it in my my lifetime. I had to preserve the memory though, so here it is along with the Hokey Pokey dance that followed.
At the end of every class, the students line up in front of me to do a sort of patty cake goodbye. Each class is a little bit different, but it has gone from trying to push me over when I first arrived to this class of students that dives in for the hug. By the time the first class had gone though, all the rest of the kids also showed up to do the same and then give me some thank you cards.
Here is another that had their self-portraits.
These kids always made for a great start to my Friday’s and it will be a shame to leave them. They have certainly taught me what infinite chasms of energy kids have. They were sad to see me leave, but then again they cried when I first arrived. The next teacher will arrive and will of course gain their trust in a short matter of time. Before I made my exit from the room, they all made a sort of tunnel with their hands that I could crawl through. I had to get pretty low to the ground, but it was fun. After my usual breakfast of iced coffee and snacks and some words with the head teacher, I took off towards Yasuhara Elementary to do it all over again.
This video shows my goodbyes, cards, and the tunnel. Good memories.