Little smiles at in-jokes from a misheard word in the classroom.
Opening new worlds, whether it’s a mathematical concept, or the magic of baking, or the deep thoughts and ponderings of religion.
That moment when one of your naughties does something really well. Or when he bounds up to you at the end of the day to give you a great big bear hug.
When a calculation or a spelling or an answer just ‘clicks’ in a child’s brain and it’s like a door has opened for them. When you see a child use a method or a strategy or a technique or a trick you’ve taught them to do something well.
The little notes and pictures that I get almost daily – portraits, little love notes, silly cartoons, and mispelled missives, and pictures of things I like (stars, hedgehogs, George Clooney).
How eager my pupils are to do the right thing, and the honour and privelege I have in helping them to work out what the right thing *is*.
The loyalty – to school, to friends, to tutor group.
Cosy Thursday storytimes, reading books “with the voices!” and watching little eyes full of wonder as the story unfolds.
When that shy child snuggles in to tell you a story or a joke or a tale, and you know they are just really comfortable at school.
The silly things they do sometimes, that mean you have to tell them off and struggle to keep a straight face. “Tobelicious! Do NOT torture Kittykat with that worm!!!”
Dancing around the classroom on a rainy Monday morning break, shaking the cobwebs away with a good old boogie.
The soundtrack of giggles and chatter.
Watching the children on stage in a play, and seeing how proud their parents are of them, and how proud they are of themselves.
The nicknames – la Bonj, Beanie, Clembot, Disco Squirrel….
And last but not least….the holidays! This term has been non-stop…roll on the Easter break and time to regroup!