Posted in 2017, Classroom, Reflection, Slice of Life

#SOL17 What Was Missing

The day began with 40 of us standing on the sidewalk in the bright morning sunshine. Some of us were old friends, some acquaintances, some new faces. But every single one of us knew, as evidenced by the excited chatter and anxious looks on faces, that today was the beginning of something special. Today was our first day together on our journey to become a new family and open the doors of our brand new school.

Our principal stepped to the front of the crowd and explained what was in place and what will be coming. And then, just like that, the doors were opened and we walked into the building for the first time.

To say we were impressed would be an understatement. The smells of fresh paint and newly laid carpet filled the halls. Each classroom was perfect, filled with new, modern furniture and more storage than one can even dream of having. Bright colors filled the halls.

I stood in my new classroom, taking in all of the newness, all of the potential, and all of the excitement. I quickly snapped a few pictures before we moved on, something to hold onto until it’s time to begin moving my own things in.


We toured the whole building that day: the art room filled with light, the enormous gymnasium with its gleaming wood floors, the skeletal framework of a future playground.

But for every single one of the amenities and all of the promises the new school held, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was missing.

That night, when I told my own kids that I had seen the new school, my son requested to see the pictures of where he will attend kindergarten this fall. I scrolled through my phone, showing them the rug and the tables and the bookshelves.

“But….that’s not a classroom!” my 5-year-old son protested, flipping through the pictures once again.

“Of course it is!” I replied. “See? There are bookshelves, and tables, and a rug…”

“But, Mommy,” he said, “How is it a classroom? It’s missing all the kids!”

And there it was: the truth I couldn’t quite put my finger on. Even with state-of-the art facilities and a staff of teachers who can’t wait to move in and set up our new classrooms, it just isn’t quite a school just yet.

A school doesn’t become a school until it is filled with children. And I can’t wait to be there in August when they arrive!


I’m excited to join other writers every Tuesday (and daily during the month of March) in 2017 to participate in the Slice of Life writing challenge through Two Writing Teachers. Read all about how you can Write. Share. Give. on their website here.

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I’m excited to join other writers every Tuesday (and daily during the month of March) in 2017 to participate in the Slice of Life writing challenge through Two Writing Teachers. Read all about how you can Write. Share. Give. on their website here.

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