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 when I am perhaps a touch more…um…quiet and not prone to jumping.
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 as we walked back while the rest of the class draggled behind us…
So…there’s that…
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