Today, in the midst of Artie being a bit uncooperative and defiant; slamming doors and swearing he would leave and never return, another student casually observed,
"Not that this is any of my business, but your job must be very stressful!"
I smiled and thanked him for his compassionate observation. I told him that, yes, it could be stressful sometimes, but that I was doing okay. Then I left to see where Artie had headed.
This afternoon, I found this message in an email from said student;
i bet your stressed not that its any of my business but i hope you get a good night sleep tonight and hope the stress goes away.
What kind of amused me was the fact that the student being so sweet has often given me just as much guff as Artie did today (if not more), though not lately...
...could it be he's maturing?
A teacher can dream...