The first time I saw you, you were so much taller than all the other students. I told you to catch up with your class. You looked at me like I had grown a third head. You got an attitude and asked me, “Who was you to tell me?” So I said, I will see you later “tall girl. I called you that for years, in fact, I still do. You always seem to be smiling. I have enjoyed watching you grow from a tall middle schooler who was wandering the hall to a tall high schooler who wanders the hall less. I have enjoyed having you in class. You always did you work for me. You often made me laugh with some of your witty comebacks and antics in class. You always have impressed me with your maturity. I am not saying you were always the best-behaved student, but I always remember you coming to see me to talk about it when we had a disagreement. I appreciated that. Watching you the past two years get ready to leave us, I hope nothing but the best for you. I hope you find happiness and joy. I hope that you hold a place for us in your heart because you are one of the students I will always have a spot for in my heart. Good luck in life and all you do.
I know it is blurry, but I wanted to share the picture of me escorting you back to Mr. Baier’s science class. You did not appreciate it then, but I am sure you do know.
