Progress

Today was my last class with a small group of middle school girls whom I've taught for the past five months. It's amazing to reflect on how our dynamic has blossomed during this time. When I first inherited them, they were sulky, moody, and very reluctant to talk about anything, including the lesson material. Now, they'll happily share details about their likes and dislikes, and so we spent a large part of tonight's class discussing their respective love lives. They each have secret boyfriends that their parents don't know about, so I felt privileged to be brought into the loop. As class drew to a close, one girl said she loved me, and both of them expressed sadness over moving into new classes. I was sad, too, but they promised to stop by my classroom to check in now and again. Now that's progress.