Slice # 3 - SOLSC - with Stacy and Ruth at the Two Writing Teachers blog. Join us!!
Thanks to all for the comments. It's such a supportive thing to hear what others think.
As a teacher, one mostly lives in the present and the future. Life fills up with so many tasks, it's difficult to look back to former students and wonder what they're doing. I am friends on Facebook with some, most of them grown by now, but there are a few students I think of now and then and wonder how they're doing, if they're happy with their choices of high school, friends, classes, etc. Some of these students I had for three years; we became very close. When I wrote about Expo at our school a few weeks ago I was looking forward to seeing some alums who return to visit. If you read my post you know I visited everyone's display and took many photos. I stayed as long as possible, but had to leave early for personal reasons. I missed seeing any of the alumni who came to visit.
I was sad, but sometimes circumstances change what can happen, and I had to give up the evening. Expo was a success and that was important too and I had been able to congratulate so many students and their teachers for all the accomplishments.
When I returned to school the next time, I had some wonderful compensation. Several notes from my former students sat on my desk saying how sad they were not to find me there. One, a senior now, wrote with such maturity I could see that he had grown up and was getting ready for his next step, college. Although I didn't get to see him in person, like here in the slices, I 'heard' who he was in his note. He ended his long note about what he was doing and his future plans like this: I would be lying if I said I did not miss being in your class. I regret not coming back more and above all else, I miss your advice: your willingness to take time and hear what a student is saying is lacking in some of my classes. Thank you for everything, Linda. No one could have prepared me better.
Again, I am sad that I missed the visit, but the gift given meant so much too. I am grateful.