I returned to work on Friday. It was the fist day of semester exams for seniors, so I felt like I had to be there to give them their exam. During second period, a young man who works in the office walked in with this gorgeous arrangement of flowers. I asked him who the flowers were for, and he said me. I told him that he must be wrong because I never get flowers at school. He assured me they were mine and handed them to me. I checked the card, and it had my name on it. I coudn't imagine who had sent me flowers. I opened the card and was completely surprised to see the names of all the students (4 boys) in one of my classes.
I have had this really small class all year, and this semester it has consisted most days of four boys. There are only eight on the roll, more boys, but three have never attended and one stopped coming halfway through the semester.
I think they were afraid that they were going to be in trouble for playing on my computer, which they knew was a no-no, but they substitute allowed them to do. If they sent me the flowers to get out of trouble, IT WORKED! :-) Sometimes, I love being a teacher.
3 comments:
That picture really doesn't do the arrangement justice. Those flowers are so beautiful!
That's so sweet! It's really something for high school boys to even think of doing that!
Although Valerie took that picture & she is a great photographer, she is also correct when she says that the picture doesn't do the arrangement justice. Even today, that arrangement is still beautiful!
Sassy - It is something, and I got another smaller arrangement today from another boy.
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