This is what my classroom looked like when I left today
I cried. Not a lot, but I did cry.
I loved working at Paul Revere. I was sad to say goodbye to Nancy, Rebecca, and all those great families that I have gotten to know over the years. I had a lot of parents come up to me and tell me how sad they were to see me go. I felt guilty and flattered. It's kind of strange.
So I'm trading this:
For this:
Michael Grindstaff
In the meantime, there is this:
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