Like anyone else who has ever taught, I have some regrets from the past few years. One of which is not knowing this song existed until already leaving my post. Sigh. Sorry children.
Another regret is not having chronicled more of the journey, including the many things my students said that made me stop, pretend I was having an allergy attack, and laugh into a tissue until my nose did actually stop running. They also produced artwork and cards that blew me away and made me feel my crazed days and sometimes sleepless nights were meaning something. Thankfully, some of the gems were kept, including this thank you letter written by a jaw droppingly sharp and sassy first grader who only made me pull some of my hair out. I saw her doing this without adult help (unless you count me dictating help?...).