Let It Go

Today, I pitched in and did an extra recess duty. I got to spend 20 extra minutes outdoors, soaking in some sunshine and watching the joy of our fourth graders playing in the snow. Watching them, decked out in their snow pants and winter gear, stomping, building, and playing reminded me that they are still little kids. I sometimes lose sight of that when we are engaged in all of the big learning that happens during the school day.

When it was time to line up to head back inside, the snow was very tempting for many of the students. As I followed one class back into the building, I watched the students struggled to follow the teacher’s reminders to stay out of the snow. As the teacher waited patiently at the entrance to the building, the temptations were just too much. I tried to help. “We’re all done with the snow now,” I whispered to kids, trying to corral them into line.

Finally, the teacher called out, “Let it go,” referring to the snow that many students were holding in their hands.

That one line was an open invitation to the entire class, who did momentarily forget the snow as they broke into a collective rendition of the catchy Frozen tune.

Accepting defeat, the teacher leaned against the brick building, unable to hold back a smile. He allowed the students to finish their spirited verse before guiding them into the school.

I lagged behind, grateful to have witnessed this magical moment.

9 thoughts on “Let It Go

  1. Ha .. love the spontaneous breaking out into song .. and this: “I sometimes lose sight of that when we are engaged in all of the big learning that happens during the school day.”
    Kevin

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  2. I LOVE this line: “I sometimes lose sight of that when we are engaged in all of the big learning that happens during the school day.” Kids can do big (and think) big things in our classroom—but they are still kids! Thanks for the reminder and sharing this fun moment!

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  3. As many have commented, you hit a sort of “punchline” in the middle when you recognize “they are still little kids,” but that is almost a false climax, as the rest of your piece rises to this crescendo that we are likely all singing along with. It stamps your revelation so strongly. Well done!

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