Do I really have to leave Mr. Alverson?

So today I started today thinking about the afternoon, which was our first “Thursday seminar”, and not so much focused on the kids… It didn’t continue on very positively as we had a student in the office before school even started… Oy vey…Not the best way to start the day I would leave them… Knowing how the day started I would go on to worry about them and Scott all day. When Scott and I (what felt like years only being 10 minutes) dropped them off at P.E. I realized why he’s the coolest teacher ever… He got there and started dancing, shooting hoops, dunking, and just generally being awesome… Obviously following his lead I let loose and just went crazy… As we left the kids I felt so excited and energized… Then I remembered I only had the morning with them… OH… Yeah… For Crew we did “pass the hula-hoop” which was fun to watch the kids come up with strategies I never would have thought of… After floundering a few times they came up with two really great strategies: line up by height and have the shorter people go through 2 at a time in the hoop… They set a time goal for themselves of 47seconds… And every time they went they shaved 3 seconds off … Unfortunately, as in life sometimes, they didn’t complete their goal. 53 seconds was their best time. It was so hard to not let them try for hours so they could have that feeling of accomplishment that everyone always searches for. The transition into poetry felt pressured since the kids had unfinished business with the hula-hoop… It was just one of those days when I felt like I was letting the kids down because of then knowing I had to leave them… Thursdays are going to be difficult. With the progress they were making in their poems I did not want to go. When the time came for me to leave, knowing I had to but not wanting to. I felt like I was caught in such a catch-22... I didn’t want to leave the kids but I knew if I were late there wouldn’t be any pizza left. I wanted to spend the afternoon with them doing puzzles and being so excited but I left anyway. Hurrying myself along to Stanley. I found myself checking my watch periodically and thinking about what they would be doing and after 2:30 feeling relieved because I wasn’t missing anything… Scott would be at home too… I wasn’t falling behind in my relationship with the kids or missing lessons from Scott.