My Practicum is over. I’ve not been in a classroom for six days and as I sit here in Whitehorse editing pictures for my blog I am suddenly hit by the realization that I miss my students.
I have worked on and off in schools for eight years, three of them as a substitute teacher while I was transitioning out of, and now back into education. So I have worked with many different groups of children and this particular class ranks up there as one of my favourites. They were a joy to work with. A credit to their teacher, and to their parents and guardians. Typically, I am not taken by sentimentality or hyperbolism but having worked with these students I am tempted. I am going to keep this short, but I do want to say thank you to everyone who was a part of this experience for me. My mentor, Sam V, for her patience, guidance, kindness, help and professionalism; her colleagues who made be feel welcome; the principle who allowed me in to his school; my facilitator who had advice and words of wisdom a plenty and last but not least my students. You taught me a great deal.
So all that is left is to say farewell. I’d like to extend to everyone my best wishes for the future, and if you are ever in the Yukon feel free to look us up.