Ah, the ninth grade graduated today. I didn't cry, but the tears were def near the surface. A few of the kids who crossed the stage had passed through my hands: Cesar, Joel Alberto, Hassan. A few more were never actually my students but were ALWAYS hanging around my classroom or just talking with me: Zasha, Ruth, Kiara, Jose Angel, Will, Estheffany. And some didn't make it to the stage: Luigi, Albert, Jose Juan, Willian, Jose Alberto.
Whatever time I had to influence them, to help them grow , I hope I used it well. They're gone. I wish them well.
Felicidades a todos los miembros de la clase de 2005, de la maestra de ingles octavo.