cars, trucks, jeeps, convertibles balloons, streamers, posters, inflatable whales honking, waving, smiling, crying teachers in vehicles students on corners with signs families on balconies of their apartments siblings in the back of cars, feet dangling parents holding children in their arms we are so proud of you we miss you #rocket strong stay safe rockets always find a way we love our teachers we miss you can we come back yet? future schmitt rocket we miss school go rockets this is not how it is supposed to be our hallways are silent yet our streets are full of families waiting to get a glimpse of their teachers driving by we are full of hope yet full of sorrow my heart did not realize the longing until i saw your faces, smiles i miss you when can we be together again? august is too far away and dare i say later?
Tomorrow you should be walking (though we know you rarely walk) through our doors. You should be sharing your spring break stories with us, or complaining about how you did nothing and missed us. You should be hugging friends you haven’t seen for over a week. You should be skipping down the hall, arm and arm with your bestie that you’ve missed so much.
Instead, you will be staying at home trying to navigate online learning while having a houseful of other learners and workers. Some of you will be heading to the waiting area at school at your scheduled time to pick up your device and other materials. Others will be at home with no resources to get the supplies you need. Many of you will wait in the car line to get your lunch from a brown sack.
No one wants this. We want you back at school. We want to see your smiling faces, and not just through a computer screen. We want to hear your grand ideas and attempt to answer your thoughtful questions. We want to be able to give hugs and high fives to welcome you back to your home away from home.
Tomorrow will be hard.