Thinking back on my personal experience in first grade, field trips were the highlight of my week/month. Whether or not I was interested in the place we were going, I would just be so excited to switch things up a bit and leave the school. There is so much to be learned, and a flutter of anticipation flies through the classroom in the moments before we get lined up to get on the bus.
It's debatable whether teachers feel the same way. Potty breaks, head counts, lunch counts, limited space on the bus, three to a seat with knees pressed against the bench in front, all things to remember during the process of planning a field trip. I think it was totally worth all of that, because the kiddos were out of the building in which they will spend a good chunk of their time, they got to pick and eat fruit straight off of the tree, and they got the chance to experience great hospitality. Hopefully they caught a glimpse of what real life looks like for some, since it comes in so many different forms. Sorry Farmville, maybe another day.
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