Yesterday the kids were playing so nice. I was torn between the joy of their happy laughter and the nag of responsibility as their teacher.
They must learn. But they must play. And play they were. Happily. No conflict. Just joy in exploring a toy we've had so long, recently rediscovered. Marbles and plastic chutes. Endless fun.
I let them, ignoring the nag. Not til the end of the day did I remember that the rest of the country was at play too. A holiday I had forgotten. No more nag, just gratefulness for children at play.
Today, we buckle down, begin again. Three pajama clad students wrestle crayons and pencils and books.
They create new schools and desks with blankets and couches. Private offices of learning.
The youngest joins in. She's reading now, sound by sound. So proud of herself and happy to learn. There's joy today too.