Chronicles of Chaos
Teacher Gifts
We are all creative in our own ways, teacher gifts have not been my forte. I spend weeks pondering and debating ideas and then scramble the last day to assemble. I’m so thankful for teachers and their care for my kids that I struggle to find the best way to honor them. After five years of this pattern, it’s dawned on me that whether I’m looking for a gift to buy or the kids to make, I’m going for illusive perfection.
Last May six hours into canning raspberry jam with berries picked from our garden, homemade labels by the kids and a kitchen stained red, I looked at the four tiny jam jars on the counter and thought, is that all? Surely after reaching this extreme we should have jars and jars, enough to stock a Whole Foods shelf. I made a silent vow to go small next time, think simple.
This year, the kids and I talked about potting a plant, making bookmarks, finding a special book. We’ve decided on fruit from the Sunday farmers market. We’re not sure yet on presentation, maybe a basket or decorated tote or even paper bag, with a handmade card–paints with potato or sponge stamps, coloring pens or pencils, or crayons. And once the craziness of the end of school settles, I’m going to write a note to the teachers sharing my appreciation for their work and sparkle with the kids. I’m surprised at how much I enjoy writing these letters, to reflect on the year and what it’s been about for the kids. As school years start to speed up, I love how the letters slow time for a moment.
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