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My Little Valentines


Friday we celebrated Valentine’s Day in my fourth grade classroom. There was no avoiding it, and honestly I enjoy this celebration.

I’ve always worked to keep it low key, since for the majority of my teaching career I worked in a school where many of the children come from rather dire situations. Sometimes there isn’t money for Valentines, and sometimes there isn’t anyone at home who cares whether a child has Valentines to bring to school or not. It’s really very sad, since a box of store bought Valentines can be had for a dollar, far less than the cost of a pack of cigarettes or six pack of beer or another tattoo, but I digress.

vintage_retro_valentines_day_card_9I don’t work in that situation anymore, and the atmosphere on Valentine’s Day was electric. The children were so excited to share their cards and candies, and I couldn’t help but enjoy their enthusiasm. We had a wonderful morning and accomplished all that we set out to do, then after lunch we finally distributed cards. I had a couple of kids who didn’t bring their own cards distribute mine, and I soaked in the atmosphere. The kids were happy and cooperative and they reminded me of my own elementary school Valentine’s days. I also watched as my little bag overflowed, and heart shaped boxes of candy piled up next to it. These kids spoiled me like crazy! Along with the cards and hearts, I received a giant kiss, a pink Webkinz fish, and a Starbucks gift card. All of these are great, but my absolute favorite is the little solar powered pig with wings that I was given by one of my little boys. O.M.G.  It’s adorable. The kids know I love my flying pigs, and this little guy found the perfect one. It has a place of honor in the classroom.

I’m so fortunate to work with these children, and with these families who go out of their way to help their kids out and show appreciation for their teachers. I definitely felt the love this Valentine’s Day, and for that I am so grateful.

Author: BulgingButtons

I'm a middle aged woman doing the things that middle aged women do and trying not to beat myself up. I'm living the life I choose with the man I love, the grown up son who impresses me all the time, and the most adorable pup ever rescued from the euthanasia list. We live in the heat of the Southwest, where I regularly sweat through my Lane Bryant bras.

5 thoughts on “My Little Valentines

  1. This makes me smile! I teach high school and the atmosphere is also electric. For one, it was the day before break… They couldn’t grasp why I expected them to learn. Also, there is a flower sale and flower deliveries to classes throughout the day. Annoyingly cute. My heart only breaks for the kid who gets nothing in the hustle and bustle of the day. They are very sensitive and I hope they know it’s not a reflection on them.

    • I remember those flower sales from my own high school days. Some got lots, many got none. I did ask my teen if he wanted me to pick up a box of Spiderman Valentines for him, but he declined. Go figure. 🙂

  2. So lovely to read a post about the happy parts of teaching! Good for you for putting aside your march to the standards long enough to have some fun! My fifth grade classroom was very much the same; we even had some music and I taught a lesson in “The Twist”!

    • Oh fun! Yes, we actually did a little craft and everything. At my previous school I couldn’t have taken more than fifteen minutes for any type of celebration, but those are the moments that life is made of. I’m glad your kids got to participate too.

      I feel as though we are cheating our kids out of a rich and balanced childhood when we focus so heavily on testing in school and structured activities outside of school.

      • Oh, man, me too!!!!
        I am fighting hard to hold onto the last bits of creativity and fun before all of it is squashed by the Common Core and the minions of Pearson Corporation. I am very glad that my own kids are grown up and aren’t subject to this madness.

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