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aaawwww, you made me cry! That is so beautiful and sounds truly, heartfelt. I felt exactly like that about my ds' kindergarten teacher and would fight for her today! I am so happy for you, and for Cheyenne, that she has had such a special teacher.
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Thank- You all so much,. She loved the letter and fought back the tears, She said she was framing the letter. I also gave her 3 poems I felt told everything I felt, what she had did for us and the love Cheyenne has for her. Here's the poems. I know I wasn't the best behaved That you've ever taught. I know I got distracted Much more than I ought And I didn't pay attention Every minute of the day, And admittedly, my favorite time Was going out to play Yet determinedly you taught me Putting me to the test, Encouraging my efforts As you made me do my best. Some lessons were a challenge And you taught me how to cope, Each day I grew in confidence, Ability and hope. I really now appreciate You made me learn thro' fun. Thank you very very much (insert teachers name) For all you've said and done. © Jon Bratton --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Whose child is this?" I asked one day Seeing a little one out at play "Mine", said the parent with a tender smile "Mine to keep a little while To bathe his hands and comb his hair To tell him what he is to wear To prepare him that he may always be good And each day do the things he should" "Whose child is this?" I asked again As the door opened and someone came in "Mine", said the teacher with the same tender smile "Mine, to keep just for a little while To teach him how to be gentle and kind To train and direct his dear little mind To help him live by every rule And get the best he can from school" "Whose child is this?" I ask once more Just as the little one entered the door "Ours" said the parent and the teacher as they smiled And each took the hand of the little child "Ours to love and train together Ours this blessed task forever." Thank You (insert teacher name) for your part in our joint venture __________________________________________________ ___ Thank you (insert teacher name) for all you've done For teaching all I need to know I'll all remember you most fondly No matter where I go. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- When You Thought I Wasn't Looking When you thought I wasn't looking, you displayed my first report, and I wanted to do another. When you thought I wasn't looking, you fed a stray cat, and I thought it was good to be kind to animals. When you thought I wasn't looking, you gave me a sticker, and I knew that little things were special things. When you thought I wasn't looking, you put your arm around me, and I felt loved. When you thought I wasn't looking I saw tears come from your eyes, and I learned that sometimes things hurt--but that it's all right to cry. When you thought I wasn't looking, you smiled, and it made me want to look that pretty too. When you thought I wasn't looking, you cared, and I wanted to be everything I could be. When you thought I wasn't looking--I looked...and Wanted to say Thanks for all those things you did when you thought I wasn't looking. By Mary Rita Schilke Korzan -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The 2nd poem nearly did me in for it was PERFECT for what I was feeling and trying to say to her. I found these this morning and thought it would be rather nice to give to Mrs.Kinkead. She loved them. She is a special lady-teacher. When we leave our babies for the 1st time, It's the hardest thing a parent will ever go Thu. I couldn't have asked for a Better Teacher to help me over come all the things I was dealing with. W/0 her I would of never made it.
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This letter is a keeper. I'm sure the teacher will be proud to have it and know how you feel about her.
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I'm a prek teacher and today was my last day of school. I get letters like this and they all make me cry like a big baby. I keep each and every one of them. Your child's teacher is very lucky to have your child in her class and for you to take the time to write such a heartfelt letter. We love what we do, but it's SO nice to know that parents appreciate how we take care of their babies. edited to add: I might give you a word of advice, when you give the letter to the teacher, tell her not to read it right then. I love those letters, but it is VERY difficult for me to read something like that with the parent right in front of me watching. I do like reading them when I'm by myself. There were cards that certain parents gave me and I knew they were going to be tear jerkers. I accepted them and told them that I couldn't read it right then. I was on the verge of tears just knowing that yesterday was my last day with their kids. They all understood.
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I would not be able to hold back the tears after receiving a special gift such as this. It was beautiful!
__________________ "Well-Behaved Women SELDOM make history."Laurel Thatcher Ulrich "Yesterday is but a vision, and tomorrow is only a dream. But today well lived makes every yesterday a dream of happiness, and every tomorrow a dream of hope." Anonymous "Your candle does not lose it's light by lighting another candle" Generosity Have the courage to be yourself. |
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Let me start by saying that I am not the sentimental type. I thought your letter was sweet but way over the top and overly emotional. I don't know what I would say if I received a letter like this. It would make me very uncomfortable. Rebecca Last edited by rebeccarr; 05-19-2007 at 09:57 AM. |
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