Okay, I admit it. When I first heard about Celebrity of the Week in my son’s class I thought, ho hum. By second grade, kids are over that stuff aren’t they? But no, my second grader, has waited all year for the honor. I guess I wasn’t really listening when his teacher, Lori Talbot explained the ritual. (And I was probably half-thinking, how does this fit in with best practices?)
Now it’s here and…well, wow.
Each day is something special for the Celeb. Monday he’ll share a poster he created that tells about him. Tuesday he’ll share his favorite book. And today, as Lori says, “Wednesday, is the day Mom and Dad get to brag all about him and what makes him his wonderful self.”
Here’s the letter my husband wrote to our little guy.
Your name means Lion. You have the strength, grace and confidence of a lion. When you make up your mind to do something you don’t let anything get in your way. You’re lightning fast too! No one is going to throw you out when you play baseball.
Ari, you care about everyone and everything. You feel everyone’s feelings and try to make others feel better. And you’re the best hugger! And back scratcher! Not too hard, not too light…just right!
You’re already a published writer! You’ve written many picture books and even sold them every year at your summer book stand. If your readers are lucky, you might even autograph a book!
You’re a master builder. Legos, Hero Factory, pillow forts. And as for finding your way out of mazes, well let’s just say that “You’re the man!”
If anybody needs to be cheered up? You’ll make up a joke. Or a game. Your funny ideas will have everybody rolling on the floor laughing.
If Star Wars was real, you would be a Jedi Knight in training. And then probably Luke Skywalker’s Padawan! You have the goodness of all the Jedi Knights combined. You can probably even use ‘The Force’ to open doors.
Ari, we have never met anyone who did not fall in love with you the first time they met you. You’re the best thing that ever happened to us and we love you more than anything.
Love, Mommy and Daddy
If Ari can read that aloud without tears, I’ll be surprised. (I couldn’t.)
Thursday–he’s really looking forward to Thursday. He gets to have lunch with Mrs. Talbot.
And Friday, he’ll receive his fan letters from the rest of the kids.
Did I say ho hum? I take that back. Anyone who showers this much love on her students is anything but. As one principal said to me recently, “You can’t measure heart.” But you can feel it, and it’s alive and well in Lori Talbot’s second grade class.