February 27, 2007

Here come the water works...

It is rather touching, that upon realizing that this is the end of the last English class I will teach to them, the students started to cry. Even boys. And this is the ninth grade. Now, I am not saying I am some sort of super teacher that inspired them like in those after school movies with the cheesy music. In fact, I feel rather unworthy of such sentiment. So I said, "Thank you very much kids! Please visit! Goodbye!" and walked out of the class at a brisk pace before I could feel more awkward. Besides, if I had stayed much longer, I probably would have started crying myself.


  1. You didn't opt for the ghetto version, "PEACE!!" with inverted peace sign at chest level, and walk out with a slight, stylish limp?

  2. Don't tell me, one of them broke out in a song singing To Sir With Love, right? No really - it is really touching...I'm glad your experience has affected you and your students that much. It's nice have an emotional connection like that.

  3. Well, I hope you're happy, now I'm crying. At 7:30 in the morning.

    stoopid hopeless romantics.

    ~goes to search for tissue

  4. hôô!! you are too tomantic! (laught)or else you're again a kid/ a child...
    have a good night/ day, it depend of the hours because you are in japan and me in France.
    see U soon

  5. Aw, that's awesome. I hope they visit you!


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