It’s
crazy how one trimester in a U.S. History class can influence a person so much.
I hated history. I hated social studies. But on the first day of your class,
August-something of 2014, I knew it would be different.
Sure,
the class still sucked. I will never love social studies or history. Sorry,
bud. But, I did enjoy it. Having that class to start my day every day for
twelve weeks was one of the best parts of my high school career. I had some of
my favorite people in that class, and I had no idea that eventually one of my
favorite people would include the teacher.
A
lot of people have their favorite teachers, and generally those teachers are
favorites simply just because of their teaching. Well, in my case, my favorite
teacher is my favorite because of more than that. In the last two years, you
have been an amazing teacher and friend.
I don’t care if people think I’m weird, but having a teacher as one of my
closest friends has proven to be one of the best things to happen in my life.
You have helped me through so many difficult times in my life, you’ve been
there when I’ve walked into your room bawling my eyes out on the last day of my
junior year, when I’ve walked in bawling my eyes out because of a bad morning
or because of my idiot ex-boyfriend. You are one of the only teachers who has
ever still cared about my grades after having
me in class when I was no longer your student. You have always been
someone I could count on to be there for me whether it be just to chat with
before or after school, or when I needed someone to really talk to about my
life. I trust you more than I have ever trusted anyone, and I know I can come
to you with nearly anything. I know as a student, there are probably certain
topics I should not talk about with you, but either way I know you’re always
there for me.
These last two years,
you have had no idea how much of an influence you had on me. You have impacted
me so much, and I cannot thank you enough. Graduating at the end of the year is
going to be one of the most emotional experiences I will have ever gone
through, and I will honestly be so sad leaving. I’m going to miss you probably
more than any other teacher I’ve ever had, and I’m going to miss getting to sit
in your classroom half of the time just talking. You’ve helped me through so
much, and I appreciate you more than pretty much anyone. Your friendship has
saved me countless times from a place I never want to go, and I don’t know how
to thank you for everything you have done for me. You truly are an amazing
teacher and human being. I promise I will visit next year if I get the chance,
and every year after until I hopefully end up teaching there once I’m out
of college.
So, to close this
emotional crap out, thank you. You are an absolute blessing to our high school and to the world in general. I wish there were more people
like you in the world. I hope this doesn’t make you too sad, but if it does
then I’m sorry. Thank you for being the best. If you ever have a day when you
feel like your students don’t appreciate you enough, or that maybe teaching isn’t
really worth the crap they give you, just read this. Remember that you really
do make a difference to at least some of us, and I hope that makes it worth it.
I hope one day I’ll be as good of a teacher as you. Thank you.
