Preschool Years

Mrs. Teagan,

I wanted to say thanks. Most people don’t even remember where they went to preschool, let alone the name of their teacher. But I remember you and I know you remember me, even after 16 years. I want you to know that I’ve grown up to be a good student and in my biased opinion, an upstanding citizen. I graduated magna cum laude from high school. I’ve worked and succeeded at 2 different jobs and got in to all 4 colleges that I was interested in. Now that I’m in my second year of college, I have a 3.8 GPA, am successfully involved in extra-curricular activities, and am well on my way to becoming a clinical psychologist.

I’m taking a child psychology class right now and I’m realizing just how important those preschool years are. It’s important that you know how much I respect you. You took the time to get to know my brother and I, along with the rest of my family. You’ve assisted so many children in developing into the beautiful human beings that you had faith we would become.

I should have come to your retirement party. I really want you to see what an impact you have made in so many children’s lives. I want you to see that I remember what an amazing teacher and role model you are. I want you to be proud of me and be proud of yourself for assisting me in my development.

You passed away last Sunday and I never told you those things. I can only hope that someone took the time to go to your retirement party and allowed you to see what an amazing woman and teacher you’ve been for the past 37 years. Thank you for sharing your love, time, and happiness.

Sincerely,
Allison, age 20


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23 June 2013