I love walking the halls of my school when the preschoolers are walking to their classroom. Their joy is so intoxicating! I can't help but smile walking up the stairs after I pass them. I have had the "opportunity" to teach p.e. for them a few times. Since then, every time I see them I hear, "Coach Powell!!!!" in a high-pitched, but wonderful chorus of five year old voices. I love hearing it! They each reach out and hug me as they walk in line to their classroom, trying to be obedient to stay on the colored tiles as they walk.
The other day, as I waited for all of the little ones to walk by, one little boy paused as he stood next to me. He looked up at me and said, in the most sincere voice, "You're beautiful...". It took all of my self-control to smile and say "thank you" without laughing out loud. He could not have been more genuine! My heart melted the minute he spoke.
It is moments like that encourage my heart and reassure me that God has me there for a reason. I may face situations that by definition, are nothing less than insane, but there are wonderful moments too. I am definitely grateful for the small victories. The moments when my students finally understand that their futures are in their hands; I'm just there to point them in the right direction. I'm constantly praying for the wisdom to help them find the roads ahead of them.
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