Last week I wrote this letter to my students, and then asked them to write to me:
Dear Students:
We have only weeks remaining in the school year, and I am excited to have that time with you. I have a number of things I want to teach you yet, a play to read, and activities that I hope you will enjoy.
I have been thinking about how valuable life is. On Monday I went to visit some relatives who last week tragically lost a young member of their family. I don’t know how to deal with death like that, and I don’t know how the people close to the young woman who died deal with it, either. All I do know is that the experience of being with that family has made me want to live well—to celebrate people and to support the people around me.
My music is one way that I try to celebrate life. I know I’ve told you a lot about my band—and we’ll be studying a song from the new CD. The songs I write are songs that I hope will help people find meaning and enjoyment as they live their daily lives. I know for me, making each moment count is a struggle. When I’m tired or grumpy, or bored or impatient, I know I need to refocus and live right here, right now.
Summer will come before we know it; in the meantime, I am looking forward to spending these last weeks with you. These are the moments of life, and they pass quickly. Let’s make each one count.
Sincerely,
Mr. Jacobs
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It's obvious you teached them kids well, even if some of there speling is a littl off. My favorite line: "I felt like life was smaller and better".