If you choose this profession, you must be able to accept the fact that you may pour everything you have into a child, and never see the true benefit. Sometimes the future teachers of that student get to see it. Sometimes you have to wait for a long time to find out that what you've done has made a difference. And that's one of the hardest parts. So imagine my surprise when I received this card on the last day of school from a student that my team had been working with. In the last month of school, this student finally began coming out of her shell. And this is what she wrote:
I was also ecstatic when the kid who took his dear sweet time all year, the one who was able to ignore the teasers, the one who dared to be different, outscored all the students in both of my science classes on his end of year science exam. Felt like a sweet victory. And I will think of him every time the gorgeous blooms that he gave me open up each day.
These Purslane blooms were so beautiful, that I bought my mom her own plant with pink and golden blooms.
And this one is my yellow one, but I wanted to give it a little makeover.
Here's to the end of my 15th year of teaching and to the beginning of summer vacation...well, in another week!