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But y'all know how I love to hear myself talk, and I wish I could have at least said a little thank you when Mr. D gave me this thing. It would have gone a little something like this.
I need to thank two people first and foremost. The first person is the best teacher I ever had, and that is my mom. The second is the person I love most on this planet, who puts up with my absence almost seven days a week, and that is my husband.
But I absolutely could not and would not get up early each morning and stay up late each night if it weren't for the kids I see in my classroom and on the sidewalk each day. The kids who greet me with humor, affection, and a willingness to learn whatever I've decided to teach them that day. I hear adults grumbling about "kids today," and how they're all thugs or have no manners or whatever. But I know differently.
When *I* was in high school, I never let me teachers know how much I liked them or valued what they did. I barely thought of them after I left their classroom. I am blessed to have not just one or two students, but dozens, who are kind, respectful, gracious and thoughtful to me every day of the week. I go to work and feel loved, and that is something nobody out in the corporate world gets at all.
You see, when you guys left Room 7 last week, although I was ready for a break, I was sad to see you go. There was never a single day this year when I thought to myself, "I don't want to see this class." Never. In fact, when I am stressed about all my grown-up responsibilities, I just dissolve into class and find a peacefulness. Every single one of you is a joy in my day, and I thank you for that.
1 comment:
i must have missed this one... but awws... we love you too mama!!
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