I think those who have worked as teachers have those motherly-like moments as I like to call them. Times where you feel like you spend so much time with your students or know them so well that you could pick them out from a crowd just by the way they run or recognize their handwriting even when they forgot to write their name on the paper much like a mother is able to pick out the sound of her baby's cry amongst other crying babies.
Today I was sitting in my room taking attendance right after my kiddos left to go to APE. My paras had come in the room earlier and said that "N" was not on the bus and was absent today. As I was sitting at my desk I heard a noise, not even a word, and said aloud to another adult in my classroom "that sounded like N." She kind of looked at me like I was crazy since I had just been told he was absent but then low and behold I walked down to meet my kids in APE and there was Mr. N just sitting there with the class. The best part is when I thought I heard him he was probably 50+ yards down the hall with other students walking and talking in the hall at the same time but I was able to pick out his voice.
I love the time I get to spend with these kiddos and the opportunity I have to get to know them so well.
