I have felt more like sickly Colin in The Secret Garden than lively Mary Lennox lately. A week ago Thursday a student came back to school with a very contagious germ that spread through my class like wildfire. We had no school on Friday, but by Monday almost everyone had succumbed to coughing, sneezing, and blowing their noses. I had to buy a small case of kleenex just to survive. I think I bonded with some of the quieter students in our misery together. What does that say for the climate of my classroom?
So... this weekend I have to squeeze in some quiet recovery time amongst house cleaning and preparing refreshments for an open house at school tomorrow. I will be sure to let someone else serve the cake and punch to our guests and stay far away from that table.
Hopefully I will recover to take a few steps outside into some spring weather next week and grow strong again in the warm March sunshine.