I ended a class today in a good space…sparring back and forth with a highly energized, slightly obstreperous third grader who exudes continual positive energy.
I am a touch more quiet and not given to jumping.
I don’t jump at all.
I asked him before we left the classroom, ‘Do I need to hold your hand in the hallway?’ He responded with great glee, ‘I would LOVE to have you hold my hand in the hallway!’
Jumping! Twisting around! So we held hands with energy as we walked back. The rest of the class draggled behind us…
So…there’s that…
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