To my favorite teacher,

Although it all happened over 10 years ago, I still vividly remember my favorite things about your class and I definitely remember you. I remember how you would read us long chapter books in a very sweet and soothing tone. I remember how we would have time to write in journals we had decorated. We would then have time to share in front of the class. I remember the award ceremony you had every week in which our parents would be brought in and we would receive a long list of nice things our classmates said about us (which I still have). You inspired us to be creative and to be ourselves in your class. You pushed us academically as well with difficult books and difficult lessons. I remember your multiplication songs which I still sometimes sing in short to figure out what six multiplied by three is. You were one of my few teachers who never yelled and never pointed out our faults, but instead taught us to improve ourselves.

Your class taught me more than just math and grammar. I learned self-confidence and public speaking skills at a very young age. I also discovered my love for writing creatively in your class. I hate reading, but you somehow made it enjoyable for me. The books you chose including "The Tale of Despereaux" and "The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane" were extremely interesting and kept my attention the entire time.

I remember one project we did in particular which was an All Souls Day project. We did a report on one of our ancestors who had passed away and through that, I was able to find out a lot of information I did not know about one of my great-grandmothers. One of my favorite things about your class is that you allowed us to be kids, but also inspired our love of God. The golden rule was plastered around your classroom and was engraved in my brain. You understood us and genuinely cared about us as your students and our success.

You didn't stay long at my school, but I hope that my younger sister finds a teacher like you throughout her school journey. Thank you for helping to mold me into the student I am today and the woman I am today. Whenever I think about my school career I always think about your class and how much I loved it. Your class was more than just multiplication and lessons on history, for me, it was almost my first taste of life outside of the classroom and was definitely a year of growth. I may not necessarily remember all of the things you taught us academically, but I know that the experiences I had in that classroom are enough to last me a lifetime. Thank you for being my favorite teacher I have ever had.

Sincerely,

Your old student