Today’s Lesson: Letting go, or at least trying to.

Graduation is fast approaching, an event for which we have all been looking forward to. But now that it is so close, I feel a tinge of pain in my heart. I find myself nervous for the lives that they are about to embark on. I hope that they are ready; I hope that I have helped prepare them; I hope that they will be happy. All that I can simply say is that even though we still have 5 days left together, I miss them. It amazes me how attached you can become to these odd creatures we call teenagers. I am not a parent, but I imagine that this is what it feels like on the day a parent realizes that their child is no longer a child. You are proud yet devastated, relieved but apprehensive. And though the event is joyous, there is a side of you that wishes they could stay with you forever.

But in an effort to ease the pain of those who will miss the students, less sentimental teachers have put together a BBQ in which we will have some highly entertaining events. We will wipe our tears away while the staff put on rented Sumo suits and wrestle to the bitter end. What better way to ease my pain, than to give me the opportunity to body slam someone? All I have to say is, “Library Clerk, your butt is mine”!!!