It has been my honor and pleasure to teach your students this year. We have shared some really great memories this year.
This poem I sent home earlier this week expresses some of my feelings of appreciation for allowing me to be your students’ teacher this year:
I give you back your student, the same child you confidently entrusted to my care last fall. I give them back inches taller, months wiser, more responsible, and more mature then they was then.
Although they would have attained their growth in spite of me, it has been my pleasure and privilege to watch their personality unfold day by day and marvel at this splendid miracle of development.
I give them back reluctantly, for having spent one year together in the narrow confines of a crowded classroom, we have grown close, have become a part of each other, and we shall always retain a little of each other.
Ten years from now if we met on the street, they and I, a light will shine to our eyes, a smile to our lips, and we shall feel the bond of understanding once more, this bond we feel today.
We have lived, loved, laughed, played, studied, learned, and enriched our lives together this year. I wish it could go on indefinitely, but give them back I must. Take care of them, for they are precious.
Remember that I shall always be interested in them and their destiny, wherever they goes, whatever they do, whoever they become. Their joys and sorrows, I’ll be happy to share.
I shall always be their friend.
Love,
Mrs. Yates
