Today was bittersweet. I had my final lesson with a very special group of young women. This means that the end of the school year will soon be approaching and the holidays will follow with time to rest and recharge. It is, however, always a wrench to say goodbye and even though the cycle is a familiar one, this is always a time of reflection and sadness for me.
I have been blessed in my career to work with some wonderful young people and I am so proud to have been a part of their journey. I know that I have learned far more from the students over the years about courage, resilience, determination and commitment than I could ever hope to have taught them.
Every class makes a mark on me as a teacher as I reflect on my practice and strive to get better at what I do. More important though is the mark that each class makes on me beyond the classroom. I remember fondly the conversations I have had through the years that have challenged me to think differently and grow and I have been inspired to be more open, take on new challenges and to be brave by the young people who have come into my life for a short time and then moved on to continue their adventure.
I know without question that the person I am today has been shaped by each and every student that I have worked with and I am so very grateful. I have been given wonderful advice over the years by those I am supposed to advise and this is a real blessing. Every day I am reminded that I still have so much to learn and I am thankful that I have so many wonderful young teachers in my life.
To the class of 2017 and all my former students, I wish all good things. Follow your heart always and never stop dreaming.