“Happy Birthday, Mr. Barton!” said student after student as I walked into school at 7 AM.
“Ah,” I said, “I’m glad I get to spend it with you.”
I meant what I said, you know.
Here’s one of the many reasons why.
One of those students handed me a letter and 2 pods of Dunkin’ Donuts coffee for our school Keurig machine.
Most of you know I teach at a Title I school.
That means over 9 out of 10 of our students and their families struggle against economic poverty every day.
So I deeply appreciate any and all gifts my students give to me.
I love those coffee pods.
I love that letter.
Look closely and listen carefully to what they say and mean.
The coffee pods say, “I KNOW you like coffee, Mr. Barton, because I see you drinking it every day and notice it puts a smile on your face.”
They mean my little student knows me.
It’s a beautiful, wonderful thing to be known.
The letter says, “I will remember you as brave, strong, beautiful and a good writer.”
It means…well, it means everything.
My heart is full.
I’m one lucky teacher.
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