This morning during our Morning Math Maintenance we were in the process of correcting our work. While writing the answers on chart paper for class my marker ran out of ink. Not thinking I said out loud to myself, "well this marker is dead." Without skipping a beat on of my students hands shot up. I called on him thinking that he had the answer to the next problem, but no, he had a question: "Miss D is the marker going to Heaven?"
At that moment my only though was how much I love my job and the little ones I am so blessed to teach.
