I was talking to my parents on the phone, and even while discussing another doctor’s appointment (they have so many every week), my dad and I found things to laugh about. When they were calling him from the waiting room, he couldn’t find the door people were disappearing into, which was tucked around the corner.
All around me, kids are laughing and celebrating the end of the school year. As I was reading Laura Shovan’s Last Fifth Grade of Emerson Elementary (love!), and as I heard neighborhood kids talking excitedly about the end of the school year, I was reminded how thankful I am for laughter.
Here’s a poem from my latest book for teachers. I am grateful for laughter and celebration!
“shedding fifth grade skins” — I love that image!