Give me warm sun after rain
Give me peace to the world
Give me hope
And give me the future
Give me love
And give me a teacher to read my poem
Written and illustrated by W.R. age 10
It is during the last few weeks of school, while reflecting on the year, that I experience the most gratitude as a teacher. Looking back on where we were together as a class in the fall and where we are now, I am amazed by my students – by their growth, their persistance, their laugher, and their wisdom. I am fortunate to be a teacher who has the honor of reading the students’ poems. Thank you, students, for an inspiring year.