Komaj čakam da se šola konča…I know! I know! I went on and on about it in the previous post and running the risk of sounding like a broken record, AMPAK just four long, dreary but exciting weeks to go, and we can get into the summer groove. No worksheets, no lesson preps at ungodly hours (I in fact ban them from coming in with school bags or notebooks) just days of soaking up the sun, board games galore, and even role-playing games!
Long and dreary because a watched pot never did boil🙄 but super exciting because June is the one month all lessons cease at The Lemon Tree and I give my students the opportunity to finally get their own back at me. Roles become heavily reversed and they get to boss me around playing teacher, trooping in shoving tests and worksheets they’ve painstakingly prepped at home in my face- in Slovene of course! Plus, I get a kick out of watching them go power crazy wielding their preferred weapon of choice- The elusive Red Pen (if they’re lucky enough to find one- no bags, no pencil cases 😈 ) It’s the sweetest thing, really 😇With the second and third graders, I’ll sometimes put down wrong answers and flunk woefully just so they can wear that smirk on their faces.
Even more nostalgic as the month closes in, my little lemons troop in with the most heart-warming end -of-school-year treats that make me bawl my eyes out 😩
Ulalaaaa brought a whole picnic basket of pancakes she made at home- by herself! 😱I often wonder what noble deed I did in my previous life to deserve such delights😇
AND a lemon tote to boot!
Not the first time she’s brought pancakes either, bless her 🥰
Nor the second…
Her sister, Jona will often bring in bits and bobs she’s crafted in art class💚
And dainty little jewellery she knows I adore
The hand- crafted ones particularly hold a special place in my heart
and on the classroom walls
The most darling would have to be from first fruit and resident artist, Tisa.S, all of whose artwork deserves very special recognition☺️
on the wall … and in my heart 💛
Four years, she’s been scribbling darling little keepsakes
That, and who do you think has been responsible for all those perfect little four-cornered lemons on board?
She, of course!
I couldn’t draw one this perfect to save my life!😩 She’s since stopped attending classes after 4 years with me, but she’ll pop in every now and then to say hi with her friends who still attend- just to paint in fresh ones 🫶🏽🍋💛
Flowers are the way to my heart, and my little lemons know this, and exploit this knowledge with reckless abandon, especially in lieu of the dog eating their homework. On my instastories, there’s and entire album dedicated to those cherubic-manipulative -flower-totting faces… arrrghh!! how can one not love them?! The second I spot them through the window, I’m click-click ready📸
Truth be told, engaging with children and creating a magical childhood full of wonder is the noblest mission there is, and I wouldn’t change it for the entire world!
AND now I have to eat my own hat by admitting my that mother was right🙄just this once ( But that’s a story for another post 🙃)
Hugs,
Y☀️
