Our school culture has sucked lately. I have a colleague who sucks. Literally. The soul and the life out of our department and sometimes, when I let him, my day and my love for my job.
Today a student of mine wrote the following, and in doing so, he whooshed back my love for my job.
When asked what his planets and solar systems are - metaphorically, in connection to Sherman Alexie's Absolute True Diary of a Part-Time Indian, he answered the following.
"My planets in my solar system are my best friends. [Then he lists their names and mentions his cousins and his dog.] While I feel the adults I care about are galaxies, expanding their knowledge, expanding their area of influence and creating a nice environment. (You're one of those galaxies Ms. Buotte. Like a giant galaxy built around mountain biking and perfect grammar.)"
I wish they knew how much we value these little asides, how much they matter to us.
They may not know now, but they will someday. And I am so glad the Universe, and this one student, gave you what you needed, when you needed it.
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