To the Class of 2014:
I must be honest. 10th grade is not my favorite grade to teach. You people are way too emotional and unpredictable for me. I also hate the pressure of having to be responsible for your future, i.e. the dreaded CAHSEE. So I wasn't too thrilled to be your teacher in the beginning of this year.
However, all of you have made my year so wonderful and fulfilling that I hate to see you go. You are such a funny, loving group of people, and I love you all very much. So much so that I decided to become your class adviser next year.
I hope you remain as sweet and loving. I hope you remain just as emotional yet hopeful. Most of all, I hope to see all of you walk across the stage.
Thank you so much for giving me the opportunity to be your teacher. I loved every minute of it. Good luck on your finals. Even though some of you have not met the academic standards set by the State of California, you all have met and exceeded my personal standards of being wonderful human beings.
You are a great group of kids. Don't ever forget it. Just because you didn't get an A from me doesn't mean that I didn't like you or you didn't deserve my respect. I hope I have been a good teacher to you. I tried. I really did.
So good luck! And remember to come to class meetings. I will miss seeing your smiles.
Love, Mrs. Glazer
P.S. Some of you asked me to not to "yell" so much next year, but that might not be possible. Besides, I wasn't "yelling," not really. I was speaking with passion. Besides, you would be worried if I didn't "yell." Right?
I am a mother, wife, and English teacher. I moved from Korean when I was 23 without speaking English. Now I teach English. I want to be an Educational-Neuroscientist when I grow up!