I don't have high hopes for it -- and to be honest, a restful evening sounds appealing. Of course, no birthday will ever stack up to Birthday of 2005.
But, in looking back for that post about the proposal I got to search back through my old, other blog. Ugh -- I still hate that I ever strayed from Blogger because now there is a "lost" year of posts. So, I went back and started reading some of the posts from that era which was probably my teaching heyday. It got me missing having a class of my own...and so now, I will reminisce about some of my favorite teaching moments.
Martrell writes me a letter after I am sick with Strep Throat:
Come back soon! come back soon please,* Ms. U! Dear Ms. U Please come back. Ms. U I am sad and lonely I have friends but they is girls you is a women and you are fun and funny.
James does The Worm:
James: Ms. U?
Ms. U: [teaching a small group] Yes James?
J: Is now a good time to do "the worm"?
U: No. There is never a good time to do "the worm" in the classroom.
J: [shocked] But everyone loves "the worm"!
U: [secretly hoping he does "the worm"] Not me. I hate "the worm".
By the way, James did do The Worm for the class after he scored 100% on a reading test. It was awesome.
A different James justifies the blood, sweat, and tears that went into teaching when he told me:
I used to be bad at school, but you taught me how to be good at math, so I want to give you a hug. I walked all the way back from home to tell you that.
Robert writes about my death:
In 100 years I will be shriveld and old. I will be sad caus Ms. U will be so old she is ded.
Incidentally, looking through some of my old teaching posts made me also realize that Baltimore had a heck of a lot more Snow Days than D.C. Damn.
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