Today I broke the news to my students that I wouldn’t be returning next school year. I couldn’t believe how nervous I was to make this announcement. My biggest fear is that they will think I’m quitting or giving up on them. Even though I wouldn’t have seen them much next year (they will be moving on to the high school), I felt a little like I was abandoning them. I desperately tried to clarify that my leaving had nothing to do with a negative teaching experience. One student replied, “That’s what they all say.” That left a sickening feeling in my stomach. Maybe it’s hard to explain to 8th graders, or maybe it’s hard to explain at all. Part of the reason I am leaving is for them. I want them to know (however idealistic this may sound) that they are capable of anything. I want them to dream huge dreams and I want them to go for it. I want them to know that they are loved and believed in. My hope and prayer is that this was the message I left behind…
Jorge and I Brandon and Shaquille Laniah and I
