There was a song we used to sing in high school at the final choir concert of the year. The words have been in my head since I said goodbye to my dear friend Gloria last Friday.
How do I say goodbye
to what we had?
The good times that made us laugh,
outweighed the bad.
And if it gets me to tomorrow,
I hope it's worth all the pain.
Because it's so hard to say goodbye to yesterday.
Here's the whole gang: me, my former boss SS, Gloria, MG, and Mr. B. We went out for one last ESL get together, a tradition we started when school reshuffling separated some of us a couple of years ago. Gloria and I have been teaching together for 7 years. I can't imagine the school without her. The worst part is the possibility that I will never see Gloria face to face again. She is a true friend. I love her, and I will miss her. I wish her happiness in this new phase of her life, as she goes back to her Chilean homeland.
My IB seniors: the few, the tired, the proud. They brought me p@nd@ again for lunch on their last day. This pic is missing one student because we actually had two girls in the class. I think she didn't mind missing the photo op, however. Behind them is the bulletin board I reserve for IB, and each year they add something to it. Someday I hope it will become like Mr. Martin's wall, a collection of student contributions and memories.
Two of my TAs and former students that have been hanging around since they were 10th graders. (On the right is "THE TA" - having earned his title through being my TA the longest and doing the most work of any of my TAs this year.) They have graduated and I will miss them. I wish them the best.
My beginning ESL class was full of personality this year, as you can tell from these two pics.
My co-advisor for NHS is being transferred. Thankfully, our new house is in her neighborhood. We aren't in this same ward, but we'll be seeing each other.
Yesterday, after seeing Valinda and ElCid and company off (our first house guests), we headed up to SLC for a family get together with my grandparents, my mom and her siblings. The park was huge, we walked around for half an hour trying to find them. Here is BooBear with his second cousin. She is the daughter of one of my favorite cousins and is one month older than BooBear. They are moving to Texas next month.
