Today I got a wonderful opportunity to visit with my fifth grade teacher. I absolutely loved this woman. She made fifth grade one of my best years in school. I thought she was so cool. She had her ears pierced twice and drove a red pickup truck. She once danced the funky chicken while leading our class down the hallway. She got me really interested in poetry. In short, Mrs. Matarese rocked.
I couldn't believe she remembered me too. She knew my name right away and as much as I hate to admit this, I was in the fifth grade seventeen years ago. Yikes! It was such a terrific feeling to be able to tell her how she impacted my life and how she has influenced my career. I can only hope that one day one my students would feel similar about me. I'm not sure if I'd be lucky enough to see them seventeen years later, but who knows? The universe is full of mysteries.
How wonderful Mrs. Matarese must have felt to hear those words from you. You never know how many little lives you've positively impacted unless they make the point to tell you, like you did for her. I'd much rather have a note or letter from my students that expresses their feelings about my class & how it positively affected them than a present at the end of the year. Hearing those words from you was a gift of "gold" that is invaluable. Nice job Mrs. Quinn!
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