Today, there were tears, good ones, not the sad ones of saying goodbye to the kids as they left me for winter break. Great tears of welcome, of happiness, of rejoice in knowing that this job is the one for me. That these kids might just be the most magical kids I have ever encountered (alright, I think that every year). That this year, we have something so fantastic going on in room 310 that I simply cannot wait to get back to work with them. That this year, we will move mountains, change the world, and have a lot of fun in the process. And you know what? They feel the same way.
Teaching is magic.