“Oh the Places you’ll Go….” With graduation fevor in the air, I was researching inspirational quotes that could get stamped on simple brown journals to give as graduation gifts to the students I’ve worked with this past year. Amidst the shopping on ESTY for stamps, I came across the interesting tidbit that Dr. Seuss graduated from Dartmouth in 1925. Almost 100 years ago! And, they named the “Geisel School of Medicine” there after Dr. Seuss. “Their generosity to Dartmouth renders the Geisel family the most significant philanthropist in Dartmouth’s history”, stated the Boston Globe on April 5, 2012. Why do the goodbyes to the retirees and graduates seem so much more harder this year? I don’t usually shed tears as the excitement for summer over rules. This year seems different in so many ways. Perhaps because all the moments of the past year, that we went through with one another, can’t quite be explained in words. The feelings took over. The emotions. We ALL were shaken to the core of our survival. Dr. Seuss was also a child during World War 1, which shaped his patriotism to our country. (Source: https://www.earlymoments.com/seuss/the-life-and-times-of-dr-seuss/) How will our students, who were children during Covid, shape their future? Might they too leave huge donations to a medical school? Or might they write a book and not find a publisher after 27 times, only to give up on the 26th time? Might they have lost a parent, or grandparent, to Covid, and have less of a navigation system ahead? We as their Teachers really are so much more to our students. I know we take it for granted during frustrating, stressful moments. If we all just take a breath before this school year ends…. (Breathe in here) and know we were here for them… (Breathe out here) then perhaps we can get some control over these emotions. Maybe the tears won’t spill out in thinking of it all. Oh the places we will go….
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I've enjoyed writing since the first grade, since my aunt gave me a journal so long ago to write in. Now I write to enjoy the moments. I write to stretch and share my thoughts. I write to connect and find calm. Raising three kids, three rabbits and two cats, with a school social work career, I need the daily refuge writing offers. The simple reflections allow for an abundance of memories to the hurried pace of life. View more posts