3 1/2 weeks. That is all the time I have left. That is it.
You’re my first students. You’re the reasons I know I am exactly where I need to be. You’ve taught me so much about myself, life, and the crazy crazy world of teaching.
I never thought I’d be so emotional over it, but its finally coming to an end.
I won’t get to see your smiling faces everyday. I won’t get to hear all the “Hi Miss Simpson!”s and I won’t be able to answer all your ridiculous questions anymore.
I won’t get to laugh everyday with you. You guys give me the truest laughs. I will no longer have to yell at you because you’re kids and its Friday afternoon and you’re driving me crazy.
I will miss your energy and how it somehow has rubbed off onto me. I’ve never felt more alive.
Today was probably one of my proudest days so far. The one section that I was worried about with a big test completely rocked it. They did so well and they really really knew what was going on. They finally were able to meet that potential I knew they all had inside of them.
My college supervisor called my lesson fascinating. I cannot imagine a better compliment.
The other day when I explained that I had a job interview, one of you said “but you’re our teacher”. I’m going to miss those sweet things you all say that you don’t even realize are sweet. Those little things you say to let me know you care are priceless.
You will always be my first kids and I will never ever forget you.
Thank you so much. For everything. For every laugh, every frustration, every tear.