tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35468468253786551162011-07-08T01:32:15.268-04:00Words from a Seasoned GuruSGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12646070121186660166noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3546846825378655116.post-16603312468443389452010-05-29T12:14:00.006-04:002010-05-29T12:28:48.279-04:00<span style="font-style: italic;">Dear Future Teacher,<br />One day, you are going to have your own class, your very own FIRST class. They will be precious angels (hopefully). One hundred and seventy nine days after DAY 1, you will have to say goodbye to them. Hopefully one conversation will sound like this:<br /><br />A few weeks ago<br /></span>SG (teacher): T, are you going to miss me this summer?<br />T (student): I don't know.<span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><span>SG: T, you aren't going to miss me? I will miss you!<br />T: I DON'T KNOW!</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />Last week<br /></span>T: {tap, tap, tap on SG's arm} Remember when you asked me if I'm going to miss you? WELL I AM!<span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span>SG: Thank you, T. I am going to miss you too!<span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />I'm going to miss that T, just as you will miss each and every one of your angels, every year!<br /><br />Summer lovin',<br />SG<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3546846825378655116-1660331246844338945?l=dearfutureteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12646070121186660166noreply@blogger.com0