Half of our buses are late daily. Packing up 23 kindergarteners is always busy. We try packing up slowly. Sometimes we have to pack in a hurry. Sometimes we pack up just right. The funny thing about packing up is I can plan to do it one of these three ways and it always ends up another way. It's a lot of work for little ones to gather all of their belongings and to bundle up. Navigating the hallway with all my little ducklings is always an adventure. They are able to do it now with much more ease than earlier in the school year. This is my most worrisome time of the day. I pray they all get home safely. I walk backwards in the hallway because I am worried I might lose one of them. It takes so much navigating and negotiating to get outside that once we get there, I really appreciate when all the buses are there. Today, we had to wait a bit. While we were waiting a guest teacher for another classroom asked me if I was their teacher and wanted to know if they were in kindergarten or first grade. I said I was their teacher and they are kindergarteners. She turned to me and said, "a blessing." Two little words, from a stranger were good words to ponder at the end of a long day.