I posted this because I simply love this logo and wish I had designed it. Yes, after all these years I still have graphic design envy. Pathetic, I know.
It got me to thinking about one of the HS teachers who told the kids they should study. And if they didn’t they could all repeat after him, “Do you want fries with that?” Sort of obnoxious but I think they got his point.
So, here we are, the final week before my boy graduates that very HS. And yes, you will be subjected to a killer amount of sentimentality this week. So for those of you (Dr. Jimmy, cough, cough) who are not predisposed to enjoying the reflective parenting posts, you may want to just watch The Man Show or something (is that still on?)
Even if he doesn’t study for that last Regents Exam this Tuesday I am pretty sure he will not be destined for a career in a burger joint (or a brgr joint for that matter). So, kiddies, let the games begin. I am officially on the road to letting this one go! (thank goodness his sister is home for the summer).
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If you are an elementary school teacher this is a must read. If you are a parent of a child of any age, grab the tissues.
Tonight at dinner I remembered the time capsule that Danny had put together in his first grade class. This could be the single best project he did in elementary school. Mrs. Smith was his teacher and the only generic thing about her was her name. A fabulous Teacher (with a capital T) he ‘looped’ with her from first to second grade. This was the woman who recognized the fact that this little boy would spend more of his energy trying to sit than it took to do his work – so she let him stand. The same one who worked patiently to get him to read even though he had a slow start – and assured me that he was going to do fine. And of course she was right as he has become an avid reader.
Tucked away amongst newspaper front pages and Y2K party favors, custom baseball cards and a bag of 1999 coins, were some amazing artifacts, including the cover with the instructions to open December 2010. We deemed this a mistake and decided that now was the time to open it.
1. Cover of the box – notice the drawing of Franklin the Turtle in the center.
2. Picture with said Franklin
3. A ziplock bag with the proverbial ‘the dog ate my homework’ remains – Mel got an A – and her puppy picture.
4. A letter from 7-year-old-Danny to 17-year-old Danny – lots of talk of goldfish.
5. His predictions of the future – yes he did say that matzoh balls would still be his favorite snack food.
6. And our favorite – self portraits at 7 and 17. We love that he predicted his blonde hair would turn brown.
Lesson learned: don’t ever throw this kind of stuff away. And most important, savor every moment because that 10 years flew by in a blink.
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