In the Spirit
This time of year, students have a difficult time concentrating on academics, to say the least. Music programs, special events, secret projects for their parents, and parties fill their minds….well it fills the holes around the big event – SANTA! I am normally a big holiday spirit person….big on finding the little things that make people happy, baking, wrapping, and decorating. One year though, the whole school was lacking the spirit – that was the last year we knew we would be in our building. The following year we would all be consolidated into one building. This was not a move anyone was particularly looking forward to because we enjoyed our small building, close working relationships and collaborative freedom. The Polar Express saved that year for me (and a few others too I think).
That was the year that the movie for The Polar Express came out. Our local movie theater made it possible for all the students to attend a showing of it. So we did lots of preteaching and extending activities to get ready for it. On the day we were scheduled to go, the students were just vibrating. I was assigned to go with a first grade class. This particular class had a high number of at risk and special education students. Some of these students had behavioral issues. I was seated between two of these students.
“Molly” was normally unable to stay in her seat. She had no impulse control, sensory issues, and few social skills. She sat on my right and “Tristan” sat on my left. He too lacked social skills and struggled with impulse control, but he also dealt with a home life that was chaotic and impoverished. In fact, so much so that attendance was often and issue. I envisioned spending much of the movie in the lobby.
As we waited for the movie to start, we talked about the book and their favorite parts. We talked about trains, snow and bells. Then the lights went dark and the magic began. Both sat mesmerized by the screen. Halfway through the movie, “Molly” snuggled into my arm, sighed, smiled up at me and settled in for the remainder of the film. Complete satisfaction, contentment and happiness very evident on her face.
“Tristan” pulled up his legs, and chewed on his cuffs. Every once in awhile he would lean over and say something to me. Most of the time I could not understand him, however, on one occasion, he was very clear. When the little “poor” boy was frantically looking for his present after he fell into Santa’s sack, “Tristan” leaned over and clearly said, “I bet I could find a present in there for me, too.” I assured him, he could.
When the movie ended, the theater was silent for a few minutes….the spell lifting……for my little charges, but not for me. I walked out of there under their spell…..the spell of their innocence, their hope, and their wonderment carried me through that season. Each year since then, I carefully re-open that gift.
Merry Christmas – Happy Holidays – and a wonderful, hopeful New Year!
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