Thirty years ago Nurse Eamonn was in my preschool class. He was adorable (but don’t tell him I said that.) In high school he did his internship in my classroom. Ah, he had the touch. I knew there was a teacher in the making. We worked summers together at the school’s summer camp. We had such fun, and so did the children. Eamonn became my assistant teacher for a few years before going back to college. He was considering medicine. Then, an event happened that clarified his pathway.
When he stopped by for a visit at school one day, an epileptic child in my classroom had a grand mal seizure. Eamonn whipped into action, directing what to do and monoriting the child. I watched the clock and timed the seizure.
Clearly, Eamonn was destined to work with children. Teaching wasn’t in the cards. He became a pediatric nurse at the top hospital in Boston. I am so proud!
The story gets even better; his son is in my class! Yes, he is adorable, and he loves dinosaurs. Today Nurse Eamonn came to school to host a Teddy Bear Clinic in my classroom. Every child brought their teddy bear or favorite lovey. Eamonn gave every bear a check-up.
I sat back and watched. Deja vu. Yes, he has the touch.