Tonight is my last class for the year. I’ve spent almost every Wednesday evening with just under 50 teenagers since last September. They’ve been lovely, heart-wrenching, irritating, funny, and, on occasion, thoughtful. I’ll remember each of them for different things. “W” for his strange questioning mind, “S” for his arrogant but sometimes funny attitude, “F” for her beauty and her pro-homosexual bent, “A” for her quiet desperation, “C” for her intelligence, “N” and “J” for their way-too-early bond to each other, and “S” for her quick wit.
They’ve been challenging in more ways than one. They give me a chance for the Holy Spirit to work through me. They’ve made me work harder at my faith. They give me love and it is returned.
I am so bad at remembering names, but I will always remember their hearts. This is the end of my teaching year, and I look forward to my break, but I also look forward to next year – and my next class.
I wish all of you blessings like these. Even though sometimes you want to strangle those little blessings!
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