Among laughter and sorrow was the end of this school year. I am happy to say goodbye to my eighth graders, first time they are ready to face their Spanish II class. It has been a long journey. After three years of creating the Spanish programme at Redwood Middle School, my babies have finally grown. I hope we have grown expectations, foundations and energy to get the students ready for their career.
Numerous memories are left at Redwood. From the bitterness of first year to the sweetness of this one. Both my students and colleagues have left so much on me! From shiny eyes showing approval to the warmest looks!
I was never indiferent to our community's stories. How could I? I have heard such amazing deeds! How could I forget how Zaira told us three weeks ago about how her mom crossed the US border holding a baby in her hands and how she became a teacher here even though she didn't know a word of English! These people have overcome incredible obstacles and their children are our students!
Maybe that is the reason why I feel all the effort I have taken pays. I feel proud to have contributed to these amazing people's great expectations for their future.
I feel grateful to all my colleagues for their help and welcoming nature up to the last minute. I could say all their names now Maryanne, my principal who trusted, Bryan who guided me, Elisa gave me her company and friendship, Fabiola had a happy greeting everyday, Noreen found a home for me, Jeanie treated me like a relative, all my other colleagues tried to help me in any way they could, Guadalupe made me feel as home talking to me everyday and trying to help with my daily worries, I will always bear that in my heart. I will miss all these beautiful people.
I am now ready for my next challenge, however I will always keep a private space for my Redwood Community. Thanks for all to all.
Just like the powerful resilient Latinos of this country I will learn to fall and rise up again. Like Esperanza Rising says "Don't be afraid to start over again"
