Tonight my dad took me out to dinner.
A dinner date.
A dad-daughter date.
He taught me how to make a paper airplane. Out of a Spaghetti Factory placemat.
And I guess there's a lot I could say about that. But, when it comes down to it...I just thoroughly enjoyed the moment.
An Open Letter to Teachers at the End of Their First Year as Such
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Dear Esteemed Teacher,
First off let's go ahead and just acknowledge the obvious and still often
understated; we did it!
I'm writing this letter, primar...
9 years ago
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