Leaving the Elementary School

Whose Child is This?

Author Unknown

"Whose child is this?" I asked one day
Seeing a little one out at play
"Mine", said the parent with a tender smile
"Mine to keep a little while
To bathe his hands and comb his hair
To tell him what he is to wear
To prepare him that he may always be good
And each day do the things he should"

"Whose child is this?" I asked again
As the door opened and someone came in
"Mine", said the teacher with the same tender smile
"Mine, to keep just for a little while
To teach him how to be gentle and kind
To train and direct his dear little mind
To help him live by every rule
And get the best he can from school"

"Whose child is this?" I ask once more
Just as the little one entered the door
"Ours" said the parent and the teacher as they smiled
And each took the hand of the little child
"Ours to love and train together
Ours this blessed task forever."

C.S. Lewis Literacy on my iPhone

So I wonder here if CS is correct. Is what lies ahead in my life much greater than what I leave behind? It seems like it was yesterday that high school ended. Now college is coming to a close and the real world is staring me boldly in the face like an angry bull ready to run me over. I've reflected on the year. I've seen friends get married. I've lost people that I hold dear and somehow in all of this my childhood disappeared. And though I have lost a lot, I have gained so much too. I have knowledge about the past. I have a strong pedagogy for teaching. I know learning strategies and teaching methods, but the question is what do I do now?

Miss. Archer Then and Now

MCing the Miss. Archer Pageant three years later.