The high school preparation books are back on the shelves, thousands of materials that need to be cleaned up.
the last time I had them this morning called for reasons expected and, as the calculator tips, pointed to human error is reminiscent of effective solution methods.
The last task that I put to them was simple. Wisely: to show them that it is all right.
The last words that I gave them along the way, were about this: that I them (and me) of course hope that the notes are good. Just as good as possible, as they had intended to. BUT: The fact that they in all the excitement and anxiety, especially with possible disappointment should not expect an exam as hoped, may never forget - it's just a touch. JUST a note - because life, the essence, what really counts in the end and bear and the thread of life forms that will be affected by this note only in passing, if at all. So you should remain calm and think if possible at all, eagerness to learn in the next few days, always remember: It's just a touch. And not for her life.
Some put the well-understood aspect of a whole new dar. many. They clapped.
And then they left.
Some of them I've taught for four years - as long as I am in this school. What can they be in the test - and what is not - that have a significant portion of them I taught - or not. I was her class teacher, tutor now, we have solved difficult class situations, we were together on a school trip. They were always there in my school life. With many a sufficient eye contact, and we know it already. laughed so much I've never been with a class. So well known I have no other. Everything familiar Sun They are a bit "my".
inconceivable that they will soon no longer there.
a pretty big tear sat in my corner of the eye, as I said before my last words.
Next time I'll see in 12 days. I will put a chocolate Ladybird on a place and a "Best Wishes and Good Luck 'have written on the blackboard. Then I'll have to leave the room - math teachers are not permitted as a supervisor. Four hours later they will arrive exhausted from the room and tell me that I have made the wrong choice tasks. They always say:) And I can see some of their faces. The thick stack of yellow folders carry home. And then see ...
be days later they come back to class for their last two school months. Yes, we will also operate mathematics, a few choice topics. I do not know what. We will talk a lot. There will be no classes, as at present. This last remaining school, according to the written, this is like an appendage. Actually there is already a bit past our common teacher-student way.
My job is to correct only in the fact her high school and to assist them in these testing times, morally and advising. In June,
them to hand over the certificates.
to accept their invitation, and finally to the prom.
That evening, the tear in my eye corner probably still be a bit thicker ...
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