Sunday was busy. Reports cards go home next week and I spent most of the afternoon entering grades and writing comments. It is always such a busy time. My eyes move constantly from student work on my lap, a clipboard to my left and then multiple open windows on my computer screen. I was clicking in between Google Docs when my email popped open. There it was: an email from a parent of one of my 2nd graders on a Sunday afternoon.
Subject: You should feel honored…
Uh-oh I thought, it’s never good to get a cryptic email from a parent, especially on a Sunday!. I thought. What did I forget to do? What is wrong?
I opened the email and stared at it. It was only one sentence. I was the only one home, but my high pitched “PAH” echoed through the room. I read it again. “NO WAY” I said slowly out loud. I sat back in my chair and just laughed and laughed. Who knew one sentence could be so hilarious?
I immediately texted my husband, mom and sister and spread the news. This was just too good. I truly felt honored! This is amazing!
Here is the email.
D just told me that he named his baby goat “Cindy” after you (and then 3 goat emojis).
I couldn’t even handle it. As Sunday afternoon turned into night, I chuckled to myself every so often, thinking about little “Cindy” the goat.
The next day D walked in the classroom and said good morning. He was acting completely normal, unlike my giddy excitement.
“Good morning D!” I replied a little too quickly, I couldn’t keep a straight face. “How was your weekend?”
“It was good, but I was sick” he said.
“Did your mom tell you that she told me the news about your new goat?” I asked.
“Yeah” he said with a shy smile.
It’s just another lesson for me, a new Mainer. Pet goats, chickens, and pigs are so common in my classroom, but the ultimate honor as a teacher is to have one named after you.
I can’t wait to meet her!