last day

Remember how on Monday, teaching was not good for my self esteem? So do I.

Today teaching was good for my self esteem. Mostly because it was the last day of school.

And because my fifth period class hung signs all around the room telling me they loved me.

And left me a note telling me how happy they are that I've found a place to move that I'm so excited about, but they will miss me and learned so much and asked me to promise that I will never love another class more than theirs.

I promised. Mainly because this is the class:
Notice how there are only ten of them? Yes, that is the whole class. And that is what we call a dream come true.