It takes a specially engineered name badge to assist in the warrior work of a Scholastic Book Fairs employee. That, and a boatload of patience when wrangling first graders! Today I got to suit up and head out to share my love of reading with young ones.
Every now and then I forget how little those kids are, but my back and knees remember. I find myself crawling on the floor helping children write the titles of books they like. I’m bending over to hear the quiet ones. Standing on the concrete floors starts to weary my legs. My memory is tested as I replace the misplaced books from our twenty minutes of glory with each class. At the end of the day, I stumble to the car and look forward to dinner and a sofa. And what do I think?
Thank you, teachers, past and present!