I need to write a farewell, a very bittersweet farewell. This young boy came into my class last fall and turned my world upside down. I felt like I was a pretty capable teacher and he showed me just how little I knew about my weaknesses in meeting the needs of my students. He taught me how to ask, how to beg, for help. He made my every day filled with a little fear, a little trepidation, a lot of anxiety, and when the bell rang, more relief than I should have had that I had survived another day.
But he is leaving, unexpectedly, before I will be back at school to say goodbye and I am now wishing he would stay. I have put more emotional energy and time into this one student that for him to leave now makes me feel a little jilted. How can he just leave after all we have done for him? The countless hours we have spent talking, planning, discussing, setting up behavior plans, talking with SPED, working with specialists, meeting with parents, and my own hours late at night when I can’t sleep thinking of what I can do differently the next day to reach him – and on Tuesday when I return to school, he will be gone. I want to believe it is for the best but we were just making some progress at school.
Farewell. Thank you for being a student in my class this year. I am so sorry that I won’t be able to finish your 5th grade year with you. You have taught me many things this year and I am truly grateful for you. I really enjoyed the time we spent talking. I hope you know that there are so many people, just like me, who know you are a really great kid. Your clever and creative mind and your love of the outdoors will always be remembered. I hope you will always find ways to be outside, to enjoy nature, and to be your strong self. Take good care of yourself, friend.