Another Reason Why a Small Town Fits Me

Yesterday, I was reaffirmed why the move to Ste. Genevieve, and the decision to teach at Valle was the right one. On my afternoon break, I went down through the cafeteria to work in the teacher's workroom. While passing through, one of the custodians said, "Oh, Mrs. Metzger. I ran over your daughter in here today." (No, this isn't the reason I'm thankful for the way my life is going.) I smiled and asked what happened. Supposedly Mrs. Reich, the custodian, wasn't looking and turned into Reese, knocking her over and sending her lunch tray flying. Then Reese looked up at her preschool teacher and said, "Miss Connie, I'm having a hard day:(" You see, Reese had already had her fingers stepped on at carpet time, and her tummy was hurting in the lunch line, so the maul from Mrs. Reich pushed her over the edge. Well, needless to say, Mrs. Reich felt awful. I was concerned for Reese, and know what it's like all too well to have a "hard day." So I walked next door, and popped in on Reese at Valle's preschool. She had just laid down for a nap, but Miss Connie and Miss Colleen got her up. The look on her face when she saw me, was not the look of someone who was having a hard day. Her surprise visit from mom was just what she needed. I squeezed her, kissed her, and sent her to her cot for rest. As I walked back across the playground to my school, I thanked God for all that He has given me - but especially at that moment, the convenience of teaching right next to my own children. I truly feel so blessed in my life:)