I have written about my kindred spirits – the friends that I have found in the last few years. However, with the help of Jill Pickle, one of those friends, I realized that kindred spirits aren’t limited to your peers – they come in all sizes.
The weather is warming up, the snow is melting of the playground, and the children are staying a little longer after school, playing. This shift means that we have visitors afters school, former students (4th and 5th grade) stop by to chat. It is one of these students, let’s call her R, that I realized is a kindred spirit.
Each day she must wait for her grandma to wrangle her little brother, and so we get to spend a little time with R.
“P is my anchor,” she stated, referring to her little brother. “All I want to do is sail away, like the Titanic.”
“The Titanic sank!” I pointed out.
“The Titanic without the iceberg,” she amended.
Jill turned to Amanda, the other third grade teacher, because she is new to our school and conversations with R. “R is like one of us,” she stated motioning to the three of us teachers. “When she get’s older she will be just like us.” (Yep. Scary!)
The conversation went on a little longer and when it was time for us to go inside, Jill and I gave R hugs. R then turned to Amanda and held out a hand, “Nice to meet you!” (How polite and grown up! I know!)
Amanda responded, “Do you want a hug instead?”
Oh, I love the change in weather for so many reasons. One of them being our time with R, a kindred spirit.