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Six Years

May 30, 2012 by Miranda 7 Comments

In case you were wondering, this is what six years looks like when it’s in the back of a Highlander.

packed up classroom

Three big plastic totes, two reusable shopping bags, and a record player in the corner.

The past two days have been a whirlwind of filing, trashing, three-hole-punching, envelope-stuffing, backing-up documents, and saying goodbye. The back of my car may hold the things I’ve used to make my classroom a home and teach nearly 500 students, but it can’t contain the memories. They’re too numerous to fit.

I remember the group of boys I had first period my first year. “Good ol’ boys” all but convinced that school was just something they did to pass the time until they could get real jobs. I remember one of them seeking me out at graduation and asking me to come and meet his family. He was the first to graduate.

I remember the writer my second year, stuck in a classroom of kids far below her in terms of pretty much everything except money, but never condescending. Always willing to read aloud or ready to offer up an answer when it was clear that no one else knew. I had her again her junior year and she was just as amazing a student then as she had been two years before.

I remember the actor in my second period who read the part of John Proctor with gusto like I’d never seen before. I was pregnant with Joshua that year and I remember their whispered reactions when I broke the news to them with a bonus question on a test. “I knew it” and “I told you!” flew up and down the rows.

I remember him. Always. His tiny cursive handwriting is imprinted in my mind along with his face, his smile, his laugh, and his drawl. I will always wonder if I could’ve done more.

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I remember their anticipation over my infamous bank robber story. I tell it every year and every year, they come in waiting to hear it having heard from their friends that it’s not one to miss.

There was laughter. There were life lessons. There was sarcasm. There was anger. There were tears. There was community.

I have notes in boxes, posters, and a podium full of signatures.

My life has been touched by so many talented, intelligent, beautiful souls over the past six years. I’m so lucky to have known them all.

Somehow, for all of the times when I’d argue the opposite, I know that I mattered. Tonight, that’s enough.

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  1. TheNextMartha says

    May 30, 2012 at 10:21 pm

    Sigh. This is beautiful. Thank you for teaching and giving yourself to so many.

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  2. Isha says

    May 30, 2012 at 11:14 pm

    You are a fabulous teacher. These students are lucky to know you.

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  3. Jessica says

    May 31, 2012 at 8:24 am

    You are an amazing friend, mother, wife…I know you were and always will be an amazing teacher as well. You’ve got a gift and you were able to use that gift to touch numerous lives. I’m so very happy for you as you embark on your newest journey.

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  4. The Many Thoughts of a Reader says

    May 31, 2012 at 9:16 am

    ((((()))))) You do matter. Congratulations and well done.

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  5. katery says

    May 31, 2012 at 9:54 am

    it sounds like you were an amazing teacher, i hope for the sake of future students, you decide to go back someday.

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  6. Jess @ MomEinstein says

    May 31, 2012 at 2:23 pm

    That sounds like an amazing six years and you are the kind of teacher every kid dreams of having. They were lucky to be able to learn from you.

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  7. Katie says

    June 1, 2012 at 11:15 pm

    to avoid getting mushy (because my eyes are all wet with tears), I will say that I am impressed that you can fit it all in one trip in your car. I have to pack up nine years of my personal items (school will only move school-owned stuff) to move to my new room and it is going to take MANY trips. I’m guessing it’s because I am a hoarder.

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