I'm sitting in an empty classroom. It was the last session of my evening class and my students' final exams are in a stack in front of me.

Also in front of me is a Christmas card from a sweet student. Inside she said I was a good teacher, a helpful teacher. She thanked me.

And maybe she does this for every teacher. Maybe she's just a nice kid. But it's making me weep. I have three days left of teaching and I'm weeping about it.

I want to leave the school with all my heart. It's the right thing to do. It's a toxic, insane department.

But I'll miss my students. I'll miss teaching. I'll miss.


eden said…
i'm sorry it's so hard.

that's all.

i'm sorry.
Stephanie said…
I'm sorry. I understand how hard it can be to leave a job even when you know it's right. I still miss my previous job when I think about the kids and family I worked with even though I hated the politics of working for the state I did love my clients. Dang, why does life have to be hard?
Tia and Amara said…
I'm sorry too. I can't imagine a girl giving you a card like that unless she really meant it.
belann said…
You will miss the students, but you will find another situation much better for you. I promise.
Meeshab said…
love you love you love you love you love you love you love you love you. can't believe it took me this long to read your bloggy. you are so eloquent.
Veganmothering said…
I'm excited for you to enter a new chapter in your life!~

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