School pickup

Hope and I meet Rhema and her teacher Kim at the door. We assume our positions for the greeting program we’ve been working on for years – me kneeling and waving, Kim crouching, Hope jumping up and down, Rhema looking at anything but us. Some days it’s like magic. And some days… well… I think the whole exchange could be put to music. (Think: This Is The Song That Never Ends… but it’s ok because seeing her try and hearing her voice is just that good.)

Kim: Rhema. Say Hi to Mom!

Rhema: Bye, bye, bye!

Me: Hi, Rhema. Hi!

Rhema: Bye, bye, bye.

Hope: Hi Rhema!!!

Kim: Say hi, Rhema!

Rhema: Buh, buh, buh, buh, bye!”

Me: Hi, hi, Rhema.

Rhema: Byeeee. Bye-bye.  Bye-bye.

Rhema: Bye. Bye. Bye. Bye. Bye.

Hope: Hi! Hi!

Kim: Say hi!

Rhema:  Buh, buh, buh, buh, buh. Buh, buh.

Me:  Hi, baby. Hi.

A pause.

Rhema: Hi, hi, hi, hi.

Hooray! We stand and stretch our legs, wipe sweat from the brow. Then we gently turn her to face her teacher…

Kim: Bye, Rhema. Bye!

Rhema: Hi, hi, hi, hi!


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