Just like that we're back in the routines and rhythms of real life. I felt like a camp counselor meets Junior High teacher today-- as my new kids walked into my room every period it was like having new campers arrive to your cabin on check-in Sunday. You've seen their names on a list, maybe heard a little bit about them, and are excited to finally put a face to the name. We played a loud name game, I told them stories about camp and Young Life, and we learned about the graffiti artist Banksy.
I was thrilled to find this pop can angel waiting on my counter when I arrived. One of my students from last semester made it for me over Christmas Break, she's quite the craftster. It's bittersweet to switch classes at semester. I get nostalgic when some of my students come to visit me and tell me they miss my class but it's exciting to have this fresh start again.
I feel like I have new energy and renewed positivity for this crew of kids. I've got my key phrases up for positive reinforcement, a new set of lessons and activities, and I want to focus on one kid at a time being the best teacher I can for each one of them. This is going to be a great semester--I can feel it.
Tonight also brought the return of Young Life. Oh how I have missed this. Mondays just aren't the same without gathering together in the Miller house. This community is a beautiful thing to be a part of. As per our usual routine, I had dinner at Bella with girls before hand. Everyone trickles down to the basement and finds their circle of friends on the couches or on the floor. It seemed like forever since I'd seen the other leaders and all of us had missed one another's presence these past few weeks. Tyler Bender played guitar, Tony rocked the box drum and together this choir of High School kids sang the words of Glory To God, Heaven Son, and Arms Open Wide like it was their job.