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I love my daughter’s sixth grade teacher. And the woman had such a bad day today, I wonder if she even knows the impact she has on others’ lives.

This teacher has seven children of her own, yet she chose to teach other people’s children as well. Two nights a week, she stays until 5:30 or 6:00 pm for “homework club,” where she helps anybody who wants to stay late. My daughter participates in this and it has made a big difference. Many nights, it is just the two of them.

I don’t know why this wonderful teacher had a bad day, but I could tell she did. She wasn’t her perky self. I try often to tell her how grateful I am for what she does for me and my daughter. And I told her again tonight. She got tears in her eyes when we were discussing some issues we were both having with a hearing specialist who seems to have a difference of opinion with us on how we should handle my daughter’s academic needs.

How does one get the point across to a selfless sixth grade school teacher that what she does is honorable, and wonderful, and so very much appreciated? How does one really get the point across that she has made a difference? How does one say thank you, and KNOW that she understands the gratitude and appreciation behind those words?

Thank you Mrs. S. from the bottom of my heart.

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