And finally, these two, which were written by a special education student of mine for whom writing is a huge challenge (and reading even moreso). He wrote these on two separate days and asked me to come out in the hallway to see them after he hung them up. This boy is quiet as a mouse; he rarely says an unsolicited word, which is why these especially touched my heart.
(Excuse me while I choke down the lump in my throat.)
The banner is just outside my classroom door, in the hallway people pass when they enter the school. If I ever need to smile, I just walk out and read some of the messages. It's stuff like this that makes me say to myself, "I'm putting on my armor; more than ever, struggling learners are going to need my help even more in the coming years." I'm keeping my head down. Today is a good day.
How about you? Did you have a teacher who made a difference in your life? Feel free to share your story or put a link in your comment if you've ever blogged on this topic.