Leaving the classroom

One day, I was watching first graders attending class sitting back of classroom. Everytime the teacher asked questions, they raised their hands enthusiastically. When teacher pointed one boy, he hesitated to answer, for he did not know the answer. If teacher asks something they know, some students raised their hands stamping their feet. I could not repress to laugh. I could know why they act like that. Since I know them all one by one, I could discover the characteristic of each one of them from their reactions. Even though I could not know them perfectly, a month with them helped me to know and love them. Now I came to know how I can help the teacher and students.

But we have just five days on a week, in additional, we were going to have WMM meeting on Friday. Teacher asked me for the last day a lot. But I could not let her know before the last day; even she wanted to make it special. I was so sorry to face the last week, and to be late to tell our plan. I could let her know about it on the last day. The teacher was planning a little party for us, so she wrote that the students need to bring extra snack on the board. The party was canceled.

I could say good bye my cute students, then they gave me big hugs each. I was sooooooo happy. I was so sorry to cancel the good bye party to teacher, but that happiness let everything sank.

I want to see them as soon as they go home. But praying for them is better than missing them. Saying bye to them was like that I let go them to unknown, dangerous world. Because I do not know who their parents are, what matters they will face forth in their future are even whether their parents are Christians or not. So I had to command them to the Lord who knows each one of them all their life in this earth. I have made small circled cards for them by today. I have written my prayer and wish toward them on it. God will work in their hearts and minds. I have pleased to help G through which God is doing his own works.

The children still like to see me when I am nearby them in the school. But I thought that I need not to see them without the teacher for her and them. Yet I am still missing them.

Teacher-aide was so hard as much as I must eat snack everyday but it was the gift from God. Praise the Lord for He has broke my thoughts, own energy and plan but used me in His way with giving humble, poor heart in me. The lovely kids are in my heart and prayers.