Jewel proclaims as he enters the real Narnia,
I have come home at last! This is my real country! I belong here. This is the land I have been looking for all my life, though I never knew it till now. The reason why we loved the old Narnia is that it sometimes looked a little like this. Bree-hee-hee! Come further up, come further in!
And it was at this passage that my voice cracked while I was reading the last few pages of C.S. Lewis’ The Last Battle aloud to my sixth graders. I tried valiantly to remain unmoved by the thoughts of how delightful Heaven is, but even my best efforts were of no use by the time I had rounded the corner to the last remaining page of the book. When I read of the hope that sprang up into Jill and Eustace’s heart when they thought they might not have to leave Narnia again and then I went on to read of Aslan confirming that there had indeed been an accident in England and that they were dead and would certainly be able to stay in the real Narnia forever, I could hold back the tears no more. My sixth graders were thrown off a bit as they adjusted to the new choking sound my voice possessed. I’m not sure what actually caused the tears, possibly the thought of how wonderful Heaven is or maybe I imagined what it must be like for my own mother who lives there now or maybe I was moved because I have a student who recently lost her mother as well and I understand the pain of loss. Whatever the reason, I’m not ashamed that I was brought to tears while reading a great classic in front of the sixth graders that I adore! As I love and instruct my students in Latin, History and Math, I’m with the Unicorn as he proclaims, “Bree-hee-hee! Come further up, come further in!” Is your child’s teacher proclaiming the same?