You were the first strict teacher I ever had. I remember going from feeling intimidated at the beginning of the school year, to feeling so proud to be in your Language Arts and Social Studies class. Because you were strict, I had something to aim for and room to have achievements; you gave us a chance to be our best. But you weren't just strict -- I will always remember your good humor, your passion, and your formidable presence in the classroom. You challenged me, you made me laugh, you taught me to love reading and writing, and you encouraged me to always do my best. You and Mrs. Moulton were and will always the coolest teacher duo. The archaeological dig of our 6th grade class's made-up civilization will always remain a highlight of my entire education. Maybe someday, somewhere, we will meet again and go on another adventure together! Please be well and be in peace.
I miss you, and at the same time I will remember you with a smile because that's what I've learned from my first and most memorable teacher in sixth grade - my homeroom and my social sciences teacher who initiated me to my love of the field, and in whose class I began to grow and learn.
Thank you for the things you've taught me and even more for the environment that you built that in retrospect, laid the groundwork for me to love to write, to love literature, to love immersing myself in the magnificent content of cultures and lands from near to far. In your class, I also built lasting friendships with at least two people.
Our time on this planet is short, and the intersection of lives even briefer. But I can say that mine has changed for the better just because of the single brief year that karma has graced me with spending with you.
Your courage in fighting the awful illness is indomitable. You defied all the odds. And in the intense suffering that you endured, I saw how much you were loved by the one closest to you and the absolutely beautiful relationship you shared. I saw you respond to her and echo her joy at being able to spend time with you. Those moments will stay with me because they illustrate to me what is important in life.
Please travel well, in the vast and holy universe in the path ahead of you. I will hold you in my thoughts and look forward to the moment we meet again.
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You were the first strict teacher I ever had. I remember going from feeling intimidated at the beginning of the school year, to feeling so proud to be in your Language Arts and Social Studies class. Because you were strict, I had something to aim for and room to have achievements; you gave us a chance to be our best. But you weren't just strict -- I will always remember your good humor, your passion, and your formidable presence in the classroom. You challenged me, you made me laugh, you taught me to love reading and writing, and you encouraged me to always do my best. You and Mrs. Moulton were and will always the coolest teacher duo. The archaeological dig of our 6th grade class's made-up civilization will always remain a highlight of my entire education. Maybe someday, somewhere, we will meet again and go on another adventure together! Please be well and be in peace.
Your student,
Joie
I miss you, and at the same time I will remember you with a smile because that's what I've learned from my first and most memorable teacher in sixth grade - my homeroom and my social sciences teacher who initiated me to my love of the field, and in whose class I began to grow and learn.
Thank you for the things you've taught me and even more for the environment that you built that in retrospect, laid the groundwork for me to love to write, to love literature, to love immersing myself in the magnificent content of cultures and lands from near to far. In your class, I also built lasting friendships with at least two people.
Our time on this planet is short, and the intersection of lives even briefer. But I can say that mine has changed for the better just because of the single brief year that karma has graced me with spending with you.
Your courage in fighting the awful illness is indomitable. You defied all the odds. And in the intense suffering that you endured, I saw how much you were loved by the one closest to you and the absolutely beautiful relationship you shared. I saw you respond to her and echo her joy at being able to spend time with you. Those moments will stay with me because they illustrate to me what is important in life.
Please travel well, in the vast and holy universe in the path ahead of you. I will hold you in my thoughts and look forward to the moment we meet again.
Your student
Hans