It takes a village...

It takes a village to watch over 24 second graders. To keep them in their seats. To keep them from crying. To keep them from saying unkind things to each other. To keep them from stealing from each other. To keep them from yelling. To get their attention. To give them permission to leave the room. To put their bandaids on. To listen to their stories. To calm them down. To make them feel special.
Not even to mention the part about teaching them. Teaching them to read, to spell, to do math, to think on their own, to learn history, science, social studies, social skills, nutrition and anything else under the stars.
It was one of those days where I needed help from the rest of the village to get through. Luckily in my village there are a few kind souls who were willing to help. Even with help it does seem like a losing battle some days.