Work is Over

How much happiness can just a working computer screen bring. Like the joy of being able to upload pictures. And blog.

My project is seriously over. I won't be going back to my school, at least not to work. I said so many goodbyes -most of the children didn't even know that it was the last day for me and Birgit. They were so shocked and some of them started panicking - mostly because they didn't have much time left to make us goodbye cards. It was also Valentine's Day, and I received a bunch of sweet drawings and cards. It was overal a nice, happy day, even though from time to time I really felt like crying. There has been moments of doubt and lack of motivation, but in the end of the day, it's always about the children. As it should be. About the smiles on their face and the tight little human hugs. 
I told the teachers goodbye, received a giftbag with a book and a card. It was a really warming farewell. The situation felt also quite weird in the sense that only the two of us left. The school has winter holiday for two weeks now, but after that five of the volunteers will continue their work in the school. I know they will do a great job. This is an experience you can get so much out of if you are ready to.

For me this was seriously something unforgettable. I didn't even know how much this experience would affect me. It has guided me towards my future, gave me a point of view to see, what I really want to work for. To be honest I would have never thought that I would work with kids, even more that I would enjoy it. I had to last calsses on friday -the classes I've been mostly working through this half a year. My calsses, "my children" as I used to speak. They're still in my heart and will always be.

I had my last common room time in the end of the day. Last memory game with the kids, every now and then one of them coming hugging and saying goodbye and giving me Valentine's Day cards.
 After my last day I headed back to Berlin, where I'm writing this at the moment. It feels like spring. In the end of the week I will head to Gdansk, which after back home, Poland home, where I will gather my stuff and on the 1st of march fly home. The definiton of home right now is a little indeterminate. I feel good.