That’s why making a difference is so important:)
One of the most rewarding things about the end of the term is the abundance of evidence that I have made a difference in my school. Any time I spend in the hallways corresponds with a chorus of greetings and pleasantries, often from the shyest students in class. One of my co-teacher’s classes is almost unrecognizable when compared to the chaos that I witnessed when I first stepped into her room. I’ve spent a week refusing requests from a few of my fourth graders to take them to London with me this summer, amused by the creative arguments they can make. And my afternoons are now spent helping 25 fourth, fifth and sixth graders write stories for an English show they will perform in June. The best example of all of this change is a boy named Dato.
Dato (his name has been changed) used to be one of the…
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