During my walk to work this morning, I watched two brothers trotting along to school. One was young, pre-k aged, and the other looked about 4th grade age (the grade I now teach). The older brother was juggling a chapter book while jotting in a journal, in what I assume was a last-minute attempt to finish his homework. He looked stressed. The younger kid, meanwhile, spotted a bug on the sidewalk and went APESHIT with excitement. And I couldn’t help but think, as I watched this, how much I miss teaching Kindergarten– that carefree, blissful age when simply finding a bug on the ground can elicit that much enthusiasm, wonderment and joy.

Then he ate the bug.

#fourthgradeforever