Today was a day of goodbyes at Savannah Technical College. All my "best" students came by -- some groups of them had gotten or rigged small gifts for me, little remembrances, little things -- but they all meant a lot. Many kind words were exchanged. Once again I was often told how much they had learned; how they never thought that they would love public speaking; and how they thought I was the key to that process.
I am used to those kind words -- but I have not become jaded to their honesty nor their real truth. What I would have liked to have said to each of them -- is how much they meant and will mean to me. How much --- frankly -- that I loved them; each and every one of them. It seems foolish to say such things -- but it is of course the honest "feminine" in me, something my long departed wife loved in me; something my friends recognize in me as "my creative side."
I do love my students -- always have, always will. And so it goes -- the last full semester is done except for the grading, and the bureaucracy.
Resist still!
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