Primary

I've been teaching primary since September. Honestly, I've had a pretty hard time with this calling because it kind of prevented me from knowing a lot of people in my ward.  I'm not the most outgoing person, so in the year that we've been in our ward, I have hardly been able to get to know anyone.  I started out with the sunbeams (the group of kids who are 3 and 4), and when the beginning of the year rolled around, I just stayed with the same little group of kids.  There were 4 kids in the class to start out with, then about 3 weeks after I started teaching, one little boy moved away and there were just 3 little girls.  In May, one of the girls moved and I had 2 kids who would come: Sakura and Ana.  There were about 3 times when I went home early because I didn't have any kids show up.  Then about halfway through June, a new little boy, Gavin, moved into the ward, and about 3 weeks ago, we got a new little girl named Charlotte.
Class time is pretty routine.  We make links for a scripture-reading chain, say an opening prayer, I teach a lesson and hope that they understand some of it, say a closing prayer, then we color and have Scooby Doo fruit snacks.
Well, because we are moving, today was my last day teaching primary.  I was really excited this morning when Sam and I were getting ready for church.  Then, when the 1st counselor in the Primary Presidency announced to all of the primary that it was my last week, I got a little sad.  I'm pretty sure none of the kids (even my own class)and only one or two of the teachers knew who the heck the 1st counselor was talking about, but I have to admit, I was pretty sad that I was leaving my little class.
When the kids were coloring, I told them today was the last time I was going to be their teacher because I was moving.  They asked me where I was moving, and if I was moving because I got married.  They all said they would miss me, and I told them I would miss them too.  Gavin said he'd miss me to Heaven and back, and Charlotte said she'd miss me to infinity and beyond.  They asked who their new teacher would be.  Then Gavin said, "So no more Scooby snacks?"  I'm pretty sure this got them more upset than the fact that I was leaving.  Oh well, at least I did something that made them like me!