One door closes...Tempus fugit...Ships that pass.....When we come to the end.....

Last Tuesday, in the art class, felt like the last week of school used to feel, most of the 37 years of teaching primary.
When the kids had taken delight in ripping everything off the walls and these were now back to bare and basic.
When under their desks there was nothing any more except a pencil and some papers. When they’d done their exams when the reports had gone home. There was nothing to learn, this year any more. It was getting hot outside and quite a few parents had taken their children, away to favourite vacation spots, to avoid the crowds.

That’s what Tuesday felt like.
Actually there were only a few students.
Melissa announced that she was moving on.
Up north, with her husband, the builder, to their house on the far north coast.

I was the last to still be painting, after three o’clock and cleaned up and took the painting to the car.
Then back in to say good-bye to Melissa, who was sitting by the wall, with two (Was it three?) students.
I said I hoped that she would come to the opening of my exhibition.
Of the sixty-plus paintings, she’d added a bit of guidance these last, more than two years, to just about all except the first one (The Wave, after Gwen’s – the previous teacher.)
In the car park, another student said: You’ll miss her. You’d been with her so long.
As I drove out of the car park, I did feel a bit sentimental.
It’s a kind of loss. A time that won’t come back. A time that I really started doing what I’d always said, ( but it had seemed such a long way off ), seriously and consistently painting, in my retirement.
I doubt that she’ll come to the opening, on Wednesday night, October 8.
It would be nice, if she surprised me and did.

She was just the right person, at the right time, giving just the right amount of support.
I’ve forgotten whether, during all her chatter, as she moved from student to student, often being so delighted but never over the top and usually following up with practical advice, whether she mentioned her star sign.
I’m sure that ours would have clashed.
At this stage I have not re-enrolled.
Time for a different approach.
I wish Melissa and Tim the very best.
It’s been a most rewarding time.

One door closes...Tempus fugit...Ships that pass.....When we come to the end.....

Ozcloggie

Ramsgate Beach, Australia

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It’s very likely over. The art class was just the right place, at the right time.
Never took part in the teacher’s lessons, but very much appreciated the advice, support, atmosphere and company.
Time to move on?!?

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