I don't normally share my personal life with my students, but, I felt I had to tell them about my dad's health. I wanted them to understand why I had to answer my cell phone if it rang and why I have been out a few times recently. (I had perfect attendance until recently.) My crazy, dysfunctional algebra kids got it. Today, one by one they stopped me in the hall and asked how things were going. One girl told me to call her if I needed to talk. Another offered me a hug. A third told them all to be quiet and work as I didn't need the stress. They worked all period today.
These kids are tenth graders. It feels good to know there will be a few people who will miss me next year. They aren't great students but they are fantastic people. I know I will miss every single one of them.