I'm done!!!!!!!!!! My time spent at:
has come to an end. I cannot believe how fast the year has gone by. There are definitely things that I would do different, but it was my first year and you live and you learn. I am really going to miss the students, sure there are a few that drove me to insanity but it would not have been the same with out them; Adam, cammy, Ray, Cassandra, brittnie, rogelio, michael, serenity, kulicke, rafe, ross, just to name a few. I will always remember them though. Below are just a couple pictures of some of my students.
Hannah, Brittnie, and I. Hannah, I don't know where to start. I just love her. Brittnie, when she isn't talking or in a crabby mood was one of my best TA's.
Karen, my rodeo girl, so easy to tease. Karen you know I love you!
Serenity, how could I forget her. One of the most talkative people I know, yet somehow always pulled off straight A's. She was one of my best TA's
Miranda, one of the sweetest, hard working person I've ever met. She is so strong and always willing and wanting to help others.There are so many others that I could go on and on about. However, I don't have enought time or any other pics. I wish I had one of each of them. There were so many amazing kids and I hope that they realize how much they have taught me. I didn't think that leaving was going to be that hard. As I grabbed my bag and turned out the lights I stopped and looked back at the empty desks. A flash of memories went through my mind. Tears began to start but I held them back and said goodbye to a time in my life I will never forget. However, as I said goodbye to one of the teachers I fell apart. She told me just walk away. She said just go get in your car and drive away. So I did, but the tears kept coming and sometimes when i think about it they come back. Blackfoot High School will always have a special place in my heart as well as the students. You all mean so much to me. I hope that you were all able to learn something from me as I did from all of you. Know that I love you will miss you all.
