it was
a wonderful morning
filled with skating
and sliding
and parents
and teachers
and tumbles
and laughter
and happy screams
were heard
and
most of all
kids
just having fun
and sharing the day
and
after the mad fun
it was
time to warm up
and enjoy treats
and then
some of the little ones
began to realize
that parents
had to
head back to work
or home
and a bit of worry
set in
and
as we said goodbye
and hiked back
towards school
the tears flowed
and the wails were heard
and some
were
walking
and weeping
and clinging
as if
parting forever
and it was
dramatic
and
so full of love.
—-
ever has it been that love knows not its own depth
until the hour of separation.
– khalil gibran
—
image credits: jkurtz
the highs and lows! i remember them as a kid, but they stick with us now when we’re ‘grown-up’ too, don’t they?
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they do )
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Too much excitement and then the letdown. I agree. I don’t recall my own times but I have watched my granddaughters experience such opposite emotions in quick succession. ❤ ❤ I feel for those kidlets.
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me too, tess )
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This post is excellent Beth. It gives a glmmer into human psychology that would be best not ignored in adult relationships as well. I can recall a very strong friendship I had with a female colleague. It was not, nor did I really wish it to be, a romantic relationship, and I’m sure she felt the same way. However it was likely the strongest non- romantic attraction that I’ve experienced. I had to move away after about 2 years and in the last two weeks she became very passive agressive – not a trait I had ever seen in her before. And she refused to say good-bye. I worried about that many times since and even at the time confronted her with her actions and she denied any change in attitude. It was years later when speaking of it with a friend trained in psychology that he quite assuredly told me that it was separation anxiety. Since then i have paid attention and find it noticeable in many relationships that are undergoing a change from enjoyable to another lesser level – be it one person leaving or a change in activities – like a close team beaking up. It seems to be a “healthy” response to an emotional investment being discontinued. It indicates- after the fact – the level of emotional investment. To my mind it is also the root of Stockholme syndrome.
Anyway, this appears to be the same effect the children are experiencing and it clearly indicates the high level of shared enjoyment that they had experienced – at a childs level the ending of a day would be as anxious as an adult ending a relationship.
Great post Beth. Thank You.
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you are welcome, paul and so true –
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if only they gave me a helmet as a kid 🙂
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me too, and – as an adult )
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I guess that’s what happens when you are a kid living in the moment. 🙂
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yes )
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very, very sweet!
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it is )
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Awh! and some Gilbran! Love it!
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Parting is such sweet sorrow … You have a front-row seat to how we were wired at the start, Beth. I forgot about these anxious separation anxieties of kinder days that led to much bigger qualms down the road. 🙂
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it is, and i do feel lucky to experience it again from another perspective. )
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Beth, i remember this skating ‘classroom episode’ last year and loved this year’s photos and new message, too. The Khalil Gibran quote fit this parting so well. Shakespeare’s “Parting is such sweet sorrow,” is one of my Mom’s favorites for this separation between loved ones!
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thanks, robin and i love that quote too )
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That’s the second Gibran quote I’ve seen posted this week which is a very good thing. What a sweet post.
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it is a good thing and thank you –
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And so it should be, Beth.
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i agree, michael –
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HA ! Those brilliant smiles! Love this post. I cannot imagine what adventures you have encountered with these kindergarten princes and princesses. I like your narrative. A Childrens’ book?
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i know, i feel so lucky for this. thanks, and i do have a children’s book in mind, but a different idea )
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Sweet, and bittersweet images of the fun and then the realization that things were changing…loved this, Beth. And I agree, Gibran is always a lovely touch. 🙂
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thank you ermine, and glad you are back!
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I was fair at ice skating as a kid, and by fair I mean “I don’t want to go ice skating, because all I can do is drift slowly in a straight line until I fall over and push myself against the wall back off the ice”.
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i was horrible, but always wanted to go, expecting that i would suddenly master it )
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Now quick we are let down. 😞
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How*
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yes, quickly indeed, jen –
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Oh, this brought back memories. Thank you!
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my pleasure, dk )
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Awww. I hate it, too, when the good times with friends come to an end. Even today. 😉
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yes, i agree, judy. i don’t think that ever changes )
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You catch that feeling so well – and it doesn’t really ever leave you, perhaps we learn to cope better but then again, possibly not! I love the words of Khalil Gibran 🙂
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thank you, and i think it’s always a bit hard, no matter the age. i love his words too –
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Lovely pics
Unfortunately I only went skating once , my broken ankle told me ice and me don’t mix
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thank you, and ouch! )
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Was this a field trip? How cool!
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Yes)
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oh, shared!!!!!!
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Thanks, susie !
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Awwwe… parting is so sorrowfully adorable! 🙂 ♥ ❤
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it ’tis )
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