dogtraxThe hour after the year ends in an elementary school is an odd time for teachers. We wander hallways, chatting and glancing about, as if searching the whereabouts of our students. But busses have left. Kids are gone. Forgotten projects line the hallway floors. Locker doors swing wide open. Scattered pencils, pens, crayons, erasers cover the floor like used confetti after a parade. Every day, we had #smallstories in this space. The sudden silence is both welcome, and not. The heart remembers.
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