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As the days pass in my classroom with my second grade Poppers (that’s my class nickname for them this year), I often think about the gift entrusted to me with these children. If you were closer, I would invite you to visit so you could see for yourself. Instead, however, I thought I might share them with you by writing a little bit about them once in a while so you would get a glimpse of them and see them as I do. I hope this gives you a smile and some insight into the kids I enjoy teaching each day.
I’ll start with Aurora (not her real name, of course! And some other identifying characteristics have been blurred as well). Rory stayed home and learned virtually last year, so she hasn’t been in a classroom with peers since March of her Kindergarten year. She is a quiet, shy girl who very much keeps to herself in the classroom. She likes to work alone, and doesn’t interact a whole lot with the other kids yet. I’m hoping that will change and she will find herself with some nice friends.
My introduction to Rory and her family was on Meet the Teacher night before school started. She walked in with her dad and grandma. Her dad was holding a plastic Walmart sack filled with folders and notebooks in front of him as if it was his most prized possession, and her grandma was close behind, examining the classroom in every direction.
When I introduced myself, it became apparent that Rory’s dad had a few challenges of his own. He was very soft-spoken and clearly a very kind man, but a little bit confused about. . .many, many things. He first explained that he had so very much trouble finding out what school supplies she needed, so he didn’t have any for her at all. (He was at that very moment holding that plastic bag of school supplies). He had also looked everywhere for a supply list but could not find one. (He was additionally holding a stack of papers with the bag — all copies of supply lists.) He explained several times that she had no school supplies whatsoever and he had no idea what to get, even after I asked him if the school supplies in the bag were hers.
I started thinking that maybe I was the only one who could actually see the bag. I then tried another tactic, explaining that I had a lot of extra school things and would certainly give her anything she needed. He just continued to explain and apologize that he had no school supplies — while still clutching the bag of school supplies.
Meanwhile, Rory’s grandma was circling me, asking me to repeat my name and saying “Mrs. Gootema?” repeatedly. To be fair, I did have my mask on while trying to enunciate “Schuitema”, but still. No big deal, I thought, although she seemed fixated on getting my name right.
I asked if I could see what was in his bag, and he carefully removed the items one by one and told me what they were. I don’t think he equated any of them with “school supplies.” And he had also taken his mother’s sewing scissors, which she immediately reclaimed. After a great deal of explanation we established that the folders, notebooks, pencils, etc. were going to be just fine for Rory to use in class, we moved on to a new topic.
I was glad to explain to them that Aurora could eat breakfast and lunch at school every day for free. This opened up a very lengthy and complicated conversation that went circles around the word “free”. We repeated “for free” at each other for many minutes, and finally were able to cement the deal for them with her grandma carefully writing on one of the supply lists (that he thought he didn’t have) the words “free lunch free breakfast free for free all free”. All this time Rory stood silently listening and smiling shyly at me. I was sure that this sweet but incoherent family was sending me an equally sweet but incoherent child.
I’ve been pleasantly surprised. I’m not using sarcasm when I tell you that Aurora is most likely the smartest person in her family. She loves to read, and tells me the most delightful (if a little vague) stories about the thoughts in her head. She raises her hand to share ideas in class, and she likes to play games on her computer.
It is clearly a very, very good thing that she is not learning all alone at home again this year — although I’m glad she was safe from COVID during that time. She is going to thrive with us and is very happy to be at school. She is starting to stand a little taller and be less timid around us, and she is overflowing with kindness. A few times just this week I’ve seen a mischievous sparkle in her eye and heard her giggle just a little.
If you would like to remember Aurora in your prayers, ask that she continue to grow in her confidence and find joy in being in school with us. A few extra prayers for her support at home won’t hurt! Her dad and grandma are taking care of her the best that they can, but I’m sure things are not easy for them.
The Meet the Teacher evening ended by Rory’s grandma carefully thanking “Mrs. Gootema” one more time, asking once more if breakfast and lunch were FREE, and wishing me a good year.
As they left, she was confronted with my nameplate on the door, which very much threw her for a loop. I tried one last desperate time, pointing across the word and emphasizing the S. “SSSSSchuitema”. To which she peered closely at the door, then shrugged her shoulders and said, “I guess the S is silent!” And then she marched off down the hall. “Bye, Mrs. Gootema!” I just smiled and waved.
Aurora. In Jesus’ name, Amen.
Thank you so much. She is precious.
If you would like to remember Aurora in your prayers, ….
yes, and her family, and all their ways this year… and the many families like her’s in Ottumwa, in all of Iowa, as well as here in N.C.; and in the communities of all the pray-ers for families like her’s …
Lord In Your Mercy … ______________________ …
Thank you so much. There are many children who need this prayer. I’m very glad to have A. in my care this school year.
You, and a host of teachers like you, Kathy, are accomplices of God toward the children entrusted to your care. I pause this morning to give God thanks for you and your fellow teachers,, asking for Divine blessing and favor as you teach Rory (and the countless other Rorys) whom our Lord so dearly loves.
Thank you so very much for your kind words and prayers. These children are so precious.
Thank you and blessings to all teachers, parents, support staff and students.
Thank you, Kathy, for your witness to this and many families.
I smile at Gootema. If I hadn’t been from Dutch country and family in upstate NY, your name might be Shootema.
(Parenthetically, I wonder if there is a Kids Hope program in a local church for your school? One of the important blessings of the ministry of a church I served was our weekly Kids Hope presence in our local elementary school. Rory would have a weekly hour-long visit with a “tutor” and that person and Rory would be supported by a prayer partner. One church, one elementary school, one hour a week.)
Thank you, Jan. I’ve certainly had “Shootema” and many other variations of my last name tried by parents over the years. It’s usually the children who get “Schuitema” before the adults! Thank you for the suggestion of the Kids Hope program. We do have a Good News Club that met in our building after school before COVID arrived. It will likely resume when our numbers are better. I investigated the Kids Hope program, but did not find it in this area. What a nice idea for students like A., however!
Amen! to Dale Cooper’s comment above. God bless you Ms Schuitema and all of yours. Our present and future country is in your classroom, in classrooms like yours. Seeing your beautiful class, I sorely miss the noisy gang of children showing up at Oakdale Park Church every Wednesday night before COVID now scattered in all directions, but I hope gathered in classrooms like yours. John Rozeboom
Thank you so much. I very much see the future of our world through the eyes of my young students. They are brave, kind, and compassionate. My classroom could often be described as that noisy gang! They are joyful students to be sure. I also hope we make the progress against COVID that brings back all those wonderful groups of happy children.
Anything that is kind is a delight to read these days. Thanking the Lord for you and for all the Rories (and their families) out there. God bless you!
Thank you so much! She is precious! I appreciate your kind words.
Your story is sensitively and beautifully told. Thank you for serving as a teacher where your sensitivity, commitment to students and creativity are all tested. You bring to mind one of my heroes: Chris Zajac, the teacher in Tracy Kidder’s book Among School Children. God bless
Thank you so much for your kind words! I believe I have one of the best jobs in the world. It’s a joyful responsibility to be entrusted with the care of these children in the classroom for a school year. I am so glad you mentioned Chris Zajac, for that is also one of my very favorite books. I need to reread it now! Thank you!