Finish-ee!

Ah, the seasons have come and gone and I find myself finishing up my first year as a real honest-to-blog teacher. Oh the memories, Oh the experiences, if only these walls could talk. As I sat through the graduation ceremony this morning wishing I had brought my camera to videotape the young boy bending over and slapping his butt while his mom tried to take his picture, I realized that I probably should have documented more of what I've been through. The kids, the classes, etc. The kids here are actually really great. I'll miss their little faces and smiles. It's weird, but I still revel in showing up in the hallway or a classroom or anywhere really and they'll all scream, "Oh! Kari sang!" Perhaps that's a little narcissistic, BUT I LOVE IT. Tomorrow is the goodbye dinner and hopefully I won't have to sing karoake again....but I probably will. Ahhhhh karoake is my archnemisis.