It's the waaa-mbulance

It's the last day of school. And, it's me. Guess who's in tears because she's gonna miss her ninth graders? These guys have been so great. They always made me feel like I was the coolest teacher and that I knew everything. They always treated me like I was what I wanted to be: the teacher who sparks the light in a student. I don't know what I'm gonna do without them next year. Last year's ninth graders I sent off with the bird, this one off with spring showers. Sigh! It's such an emotional investment to teach these lovelies, and it makes me cry when they leave me.