It is sad to be so invested in your kids and one day you just leave. I had to go back to create work packets before our online distance learning was operational, so I did get back into my room. I took down and put away the Rocket Ship Dramatic Play Center and all of the Outer Space Unit materials. I threw away all of the crayons and pencils because of germs. I wiped down a lot of materials, and locked up anything valuable that could be stolen.
My Cat in the Hat "__at Hat" bulletin board is still up. The "Thing One & Thing Two Kk is for Kite" bulletin board is still up. The "Rr is for Rocket" project that was only completed by 1/3 of the class is still on the drying trays. The ones that are done came out great. There are some personal items left behind in cubbies that kids forgot when their parents rushed to pick them up early on that last day.
I guarantee that the dried orange juice that spilled that day never got mopped up. About a month before the closure, our meticulous custodian was transferred, and we got the laziest loser as a replacement. He prefers to watch
YouTube videos over actually doing his job. The timing on that is beyond awful. I even approached my old custodian and told her I would pay her under the table to clean my room once a week. I may do that when we return.
At yesterday's TEAMs meeting, my Principal said that the teachers might go back half-days in mid-May while the kids stay home. So I may have to work in my classroom instead of my living room. I don't feel good about that, but it won't be my choice.
Graduation is obviously not going to happen. My little guys will be fine. We hadn't even started talking about it, so they won't know what they are missing. But I really feel awful for our 8th graders. They have been looking forward to being the upper class men and everything that comes with it for years and years. It is a huge deal...caps and gowns...musical performances...awards...and then the tear-jerking traditional recessional through the hallways with every staff member and every student applauding them as they walk to "Pomp and Circumstance" piped in through the loudspeaker.
Over the years, I have had nightmare families and wonderful families. I have a few nightmares right now, and I am NOT missing them one bit. But the ones I love...I miss them terribly. My favorite Room Mother has Covid19. It's only a matter of time before her four kids get it too. They live in very close quarters, and they have always caught every virus from each other. My heart breaks for her. She is terrified.
As I try to take a break from school and everything related to it, it is so hard to not think about the positive trajectory of the school year. Spring is my favorite time...my favorite units of study. The kids have come so far. They basically manage each other. It is a fun time. Not this year. I have to let it go for the sake of my mental and physical health.
No regrets.