Dear Fifth Grader:
You have probably already forgotten about the mean substitute teacher you had on Friday, however, I will never forget you.
I will never forget your smile, your brightness, your jovial nature, your smartness and yes, I will never forget that when I spent time going over your folder work you got upset with me and told me that you were going to commit suicide.
I will never forget the impact of those words crossing a young child's lips, ever.
Though suicide is not a laughing matter, I hope you were joking. I pray that you were joking.
I will never forget explaining what you said to me to the Principal and her assistant.
I will never forget her picking up the phone to call the district.
I will never forget her calling your mom.
I also know that you and I will never forget that day.
I will always remember you.
With Love from a substitute teacher
2 comments:
Ugh. Awful. :(
Ugh, Kara. How scary and intense. I'm so glad you were there to hear that and to contact all the right people. I bet she'll never forget you, ever.
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