Eyes Open.

You never quite know in life when you'll be lucky enough to experience a moment so special you won't forget.

Today was another busy, hardworking, joyful day in first grade. Kids got to make their very first entries in their new journals. They got to experience the structure of "math learning groups." First graders even began to put together their first research poster of an insect they choose to study with a friend. I'll be excited to share these with you soon!

But in all this activity, it was one student's idea that made this day one to remember. It was time to release our first butterfly. I had set up a desk to place our terrarium outside the backdoor of our classroom. This is where we've given best wishes to our monarchs in the past. It's always worked, so why stop now? But when we gathered, our friend, Kristen, suggested we let it go in front of our school, in the butterfly garden. Of course! We followed her lead, and the results were magical. We decided Leeanna would assist our beautiful friend, because it was her VIP day. Everyone agreed.  The butterfly choose to stay comfortably on Leanna's finger for several minutes. Eventually, Leeanna thought to let the beautiful creature climb onto a nearby flower. After another minute we ALL watched as she flapped her wings for the first time, flying a large circle around the garden before heading toward the forest. We excitedly pointed south, hooting and hollering with joy, hoping she'd somehow need our advice to do what her ancestors have done for thousands of years.  

As our class visitor began her migration to warmer climates, I asked who thought that was a special moment. Without a doubt in my mind, we all raised our hands. I've been lucky enough to work with Mrs. Black for the better part of eleven years now. Thanks to her we've successfully released hundreds of monarchs, her infinitely more than I. Yet today was different. There was a feeling of just how incredibly lucky we are to share the beauty and fragility of nature with kids that, deep in their hearts, feel the same way. 

While each of the ten of us will file away some fond, unique memory from this adventure, mine will definitely be the moment I was fortunate enough to have my eyes open for. When Kristen was willing to suggest we change the plan and say goodbye to our monarch in the most beautiful place we share as a school community, that made such a difference. Thank you, Kristen, for having the courage to share your ideas, and thank you to the other eight people that bring with them, their precious memories of moments like these. 

Peace.