 Lovely teens- Two words that don’t always go together.
I was out recently for family medical reasons, and I worried. You leave plans. You assign helpers. You hope for the best. When I came back, the substitute left a note: “Lovely teens.” “Excellent instructors.” I smiled reading that. There’s a weight teachers carry when we’re out. Life happens. And we still care deeply about what happens in our rooms. To know my students showed up with respect, especially when I wasn’t there, made me proud. Not because they were being watched, but because that’s who they are becoming. Lovely teens, I’ll take it.
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