I Cried During Field Day...

The title of this blog doesn't lie. Today was field day at school. Now let me set the scene for you. The school put together an Olympic event for the kids. We got to make our class flags and wear our colors. All the "athletes" marched into the opening ceremonies holding their flag while the Olympic music played. I wish I could have bottled the excitement that was in the air, it was so awesome! My adorable class chose to be "Mrs, G's Swarm of Bee's" so when we walked into the gym with our flag, the place echoed with little first grade voices chanting "Bees! Bees! Bees!" over and over again. They really had class pride. It made me so proud of them. And I let them be loud because dang it, tomorrow is the last day of school and I wanted them to have fun. So all the classes filed in and then spread out for our "warm up" before the competitions began. The woman in charge of the whole field day led them in their warm up. She had them do the Cha-Cha Slide, to the music and everything. This is where I started to cry. I know, I'm a dweeb. But watching all the kindergarten, first grade, and second grades having fun doing cute little dances and doing their best was so neat. And I was so happy for them that they got to participate in something so fun. Also, I'm going to miss the freakin crap out of them :'(. Well, after the warm up the kids went from station to station competing their best in the 50 yard dash, shuttle run, tug-0-war (which the teachers got their butts kicked in by the way), the long jump, sit ups, and push ups. When we rotated into the gym they had fun music playing. After a few minutes in there, the DJ started playing line dances so of course, the other first grade instructor and I took our class into the open area and danced our hearts out. It was so much fun!!! Following this, we had the closing ceremonies where each grade level was awarded their medals - and not some fakey medals, REAL medals. It was such a huge success and the kids had such an incredible time. Tomorrow is going to be hard to say goodbye. I'm of course excited to have a break but I'm going to miss the little stinkers.

Here is a picture of the tug-o-war.

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