Finishing My Current Position

Today was VCS's annual End of Year Bowling and Pizza Party. I don't bowl, but enjoy celebrating with the students each time they get a strike or just knock down any pins. It was during that time, I had a reflective moment. I'm not sad about leaving. I knew that my time at VCS wasn't going to last forever because of my personality. VCS developed my teaching ability and I gained skills that I would not have developed at another position. I seriously haven't cried. I feel bad because most people cry on their last day. When the social studies teacher left, tears were shed. We circled our cars around his truck and had a good laugh. When our Principal left to accept another position with a children's home, tears flowed down the hallway. I didn't want that when I left. I'm not a dramatic person when it comes to saying good byes. 

Last night I wrote cards to the staff and bought a small gift card for them to use next year for coffee, soda, water or food for the staff lounge. It took me awhile to write some cards because words couldn't form in my brain. 

I looked around the bowling alley at all the smiles and high fives. I saw one young man that has really matured into a great kid. Other students look up to him now. He invited a younger, awkward student to bowl with his group. They sat down and prayed together before they ate their pizza. I felt like I helped him grow into that. I started at the school with barely anyone passing OGT science. This year which is my 4th year, 9 out of 10 students passed OGT science. One student missed it by 1 point! I helped them achieve that goal. Should I cry? I feel happy and content that my goals were met. 

I'm not dying or falling off the planet. I'm still alive and starting a new chapter in my book. Tommorow is my very last day of school. I look forward to saying good bye to everyone and handing over my keys at 12:40pm. I plan on walking out the door with my potted plant that I have kept alive for 3 years now. I have no regrets and no sadness.