On any given day there are also tears in my classroom. It breaks my heart that these girls are hard on themselves, on each other even. It is such a difficult time for these youngsters. I remember being in 5th grade, I remember feeling awkward and on top of that I wore bifocals. I paid a boy to break my glasses because I felt horrible wearing them.
I love when the kids share what they are feeling...The fact that they trust enough to share so much of who they are is such a gift. I feel blessed every day. Bonne nuit, mon amour!