My last day at Amidon was very bittersweet. The thought of not planning, not breaking up fights, not teaching lessons to students who really don't care, and moving close to family and friends again was the sweet part. Unfortunately (well not really) I have grown very close to the teachers and students at Amidon, so the last day was really, really, sad.
During the day, the three of us student teachers were honored at an assembly. We got our diplomas from Amidon and got to give a little speech to the school. In the afternoon, the fourth grade had a party which was a lot of fun... until about 3:00. As soon as my students had to start getting ready to leave, the concept that I was actually leaving finally hit them. A lot of them were sad, but hugged me and left. Some of them were acting really down and had teary eyes, but left without a struggle. Then came the hardest part. A few of my students fell apart. They were sobbing uncontrollably into me as I hugged them goodbye. Some refused to leave and just held on to me for about 10 minutes. I was flattered to know that they care, but upset because I felt like I was letting them down by leaving. They have experienced way more than any 9-10 year old ever should. Some have been abandoned by mothers or fathers. Coming to school is the one consistent thing in their life. They know what will happen every single day and they know that there will be a teacher there who loves them and works hard to help them. That's why it is so hard for them to have someone like me go. It changes the one consistent thing in their lives and removes one of the few people who really care about them and love them.
Here is most of my class including my mentor teacher Nikki. Two of my students were suspended that day, one was kicked out of class mid-day, one was permanently sent to an alternative school (he pushed a teacher to the ground, screamed profanities, and then brought a lighter to school the next day), and one leaves early on a bus because he has life-threatening asthma.
This is Xameina, Janay, Curtis, and I out at recess.
Aaliyah (on right) and a third grader dancing at recess.
Some of my students who stayed behind after class the last day.
The little guy in front was one of the students who was technically suspended that day. He is tiny. I was afraid Tyjzae was going to kill him before security got there.
Hillary was one who had a really tough time at the end of the day. At one point she said among her sobbing, "But who's...going...to..d-do...my...hair?!" As you can see, I just put it in a ponytail everyday so I'm sure she'll be just fine.
Nikita took it the hardest. This picture breaks my heart. I cried a little earlier in the day when I talked to her but I had to put a happy face on at the end of the day.
These are some of my favorite teachers at Amidon. Emily, on the far right, is the only white person in the school when we aren't there. Stephanie (far left), was a student teacher last semester. We had a fun dinner/game night our last night. PS- I got a job!! Next fall I will be teaching 6th grade core at Forbes Elementary School in American Fork. I will also be the school's upper grade Social Studies Specialist so I will teach to all three uppper-grades!














