Good morning, beautiful teachers! I am raising my coffee mug to you because you are in the final stretch of your GAUNTLET. It is all utterly bananas for you right now.
The elementary teachers have the parties, slideshows, ceremonies, awards, field days, programs, classroom clean up, and standardized tests.
The middle school teachers have the finals, the late work, the stragglers, the projects, the grade books, the textbook collection, and a million loose ends.
The high school teachers have the graduates, college recommendation letters, the kids you are strong-arming over the finish line, summer school paperwork, final grades, missing work, the equipment and book returns, and all the banquets and ceremonies.
GIVE THEM STRENGTH, JESUS. Bless them with patience for their D+ students trying everything to land a C by the last day of school. Increase their capacity to manage all the panicked or micromanaging parents. Welcome them to your bosom for writing endless recommendation letters for their college-bound students (the most generous, unpaid labor ever). May their end-of-school gifts not be garbage. Bless them for loving the hard kids and the weird kids and the struggling kids. Keep them awake in the latest hours of the day when they.are.still.working on grades and plans and all the things.
You are almost there! Another year where you helped all us parents raise our kids, and don't think we aren't so grateful. Outside of family, teachers have impacted my kids more than any other adults on earth.
So pour that third cup of coffee and paste on that patient smile and coach your students all the way to the finish line, like the heroes you are.