The Cries of Goodbyes
They’re crying started while we
were sharing about what a blessing it has been to get to know them and serve
them. Each of us “teachas” took turns
telling them how much we loved them and are going to miss them. I was determined not to cry until I got on
the bus to head home, but as I saw a couple children crying across the room
tears began to fill my eyes.
The children
didn’t just shed a few tears like I had expected, they began to weep. Girls began crying on me. Laying their heads in my lap and on my
shoulder. They...