I witnessed a reunion that almost made me tear up last week.
I had 2 newcomers last year from Mexico who were sisters. YS & ES. They were VERY different. YS, the older & more mature one is very sweet, loves to laugh, & has a lot of compassion for people. ES, a year younger, is a spaz, loves to dance, gets distracted easily, makes other people laugh (& scream), & always has a good time. They both had to transfer to another district over the summer because they moved. I haven't heard from them since the end of last year, but frequently wonder how they're adjusting & doing.
On Friday last week, I was eating lunch in the staff lounge when 2 students walked in (which is frowned upon) & said, "Ms. Schwarzlose!" I look up to see YS & one of her cousins walking right towards me. Ahhh!
I leapt up & gave her a big hug & lead her into the hallway so we could chat. Hearing her English was even better than when she left us a few months ago made me smile! She is precious.
All of the sudden, the bell rang to go to last period. One of my other students, AA, who was in Language Arts class with YS last year & would help her with translating, walked up in the hall. When she saw YS, she screamed, "WHAT?" & gave her a huge hug. Then, she looked at me with tears in her eyes, gave me a hug & hid her face in my chest because she didn't want anyone to know she was getting emotional about the unexpected "reunion." I traded contact info with YS so we can all keep in touch now!
AA misses YS's friendship this year. They were very close last year & bonded over a lot of different things. It was simply awesome to see that moment last week.
I am constantly reminded that I have a very special job here. I have unique students, from around the world, who are going through different transitions than other students. I have students who create tighter bonds simply because of class size, atmosphere, & vulnerability. :) Which, I wouldn't trade for the world. I am thankful.