I morgon är det studentdag igen. Varje gång är det både svårt och lätt, härligt och vemodigt. Har det verkligen gått tre år sedan vi träffades första gången? Lite osäkert var det de där första dagarna på den nya skolan…men ganska snabbt kommer ni in i hur allt fungerar.
Jo, tiden bara rusar iväg. Nu står ni här som fina unga kvinnor och män, färdiga att gå ut i världen och göra livet till ert alldeles eget. Jag vet att de flesta av er – eller alla – ser fram emot denna dag med tillförsikt och glädje. Det är så det ska vara! Men, i morgon kan det också hända att några av er känner ett litet stygn av vemod. Nu står du där på egna ben och ska fatta så många beslut och göra så många val – på alldeles egen hand. Det är stort. Det är härligt. Men kanske också en smula osäkert innan du blivit varm i kläderna.
Jag som haft förmånen att få låna er dessa viktiga år, vill tacka så oerhört mycket och önska ett stort Lycka Till! Den relation vi byggt upp bryter man inte så enkelt som att ni bara springer ut genom skolans portar och så har jag glömt er och lämnat er bakom mig. Alla skämt och skratt, all misströstan och all glädje. Ni finns i mitt hjärta för alltid – jag glömmer aldrig er.
Tomorrow is the last school day for some of my students. Three years together means that we know each other rather well. From the first school day – a bit nervously watching your new class and your new teachers – to now standing here as beautiful young men and women.
Time flies, and tomorrow is the day you too will fly – on your own. Making your own decisions, making life to what you want it to be. You are so looking forward to it – and that’s the way it should be! But tomorrow, maybe, there will also be a certain feeling in your heart, a feeling of sadness and melancholy together with all the joy. Because you are leaving your friends and everything you have been safely a part of for so long. But you are ready now!
I want to tell you how grateful I am for these three years I have had the opportunity of borrowing you. When you leave, tomorrow, and run out of those doors singing and waving your caps, I’m rejoicing with you! It takes more, though, than those doors to leave … So much laughter and warmth we have shared, troubles and happy solutions -all that cannot be wiped out, just like that. You will stay for ever in my heart.
Leya 
Ann-Christine you sound like one inspirational and understanding teacher . To voice how you feel like this shows that .. teaching is not for everyone you have to really enjoy and want to work and help youngsters get the most out of their education at an awkward age . Frustrating maybe at times but the rewards from how you view it seem to be very great . No wonder former students visit you 🙂
Oh, Poppy, you really know how to make me cry but feel good about it. I do love my work, but this spring it has been just too much sometimes. I will rest this summer…and come back with hopefully new force! Have a great weekend now! Thank you for giving me new courage!
aww . yes… you re new re nergise and refresh yourself this summer .
There’s been an awful lot going on in your life these past few months .
… sending a popptump*hug*
A wonderful post …. about mixed feelings …. your hopes for their future … their prospects .. and their lives. And your lost of their presents and their youth. So lovely … Ann-Christine. As Marcelo said … I’m sure they will miss you and think of you many times during their lives, asking and recall you – what would, Ann-Christine done now.
Well, that I will never know anything about…unless they come visiting at school. Some ”old” students still do – and I love it.
I am sure they will never forget you and you will always be in theirs hearts.
m
Thank you for a lovely comment, Marcelo!
What a wonderful post. Just think how you shaped these young people and I KNOW you did!
You’re so sweet and kind. Now I will cry a bit again…
I very much admire you and all those that help form our children!
It’s an important thing to do, yes. Also difficult. But as a teacher and a parent and a mother – I know that the most important work must be done by the parents! When I meet the youngsters, they are 16 years old. What hasn’t been done properly in their earlier years can be very hard to change…
The thing is to show them that you love them for who they are, and that you will never give up on them! Problems will be dealt with and …the support from parents is essential to succeed. Not every parent realizes this – they seem to think it’s all up to the school and the teachers. They are so wrong.
Thank you for the support!
It is essential I agree but frequently children will glean more from a mentor or teacher than the example set (good or bad) of their parents.
True. But, sometimes, when the parents come to school together with their young son or daugher for the 30 minutes’ talk about how things are going for the student – I have heard things ( from a parent) like: ”Well, I understand him/her because I remember my own awful years at school and how much I hated it…” This said in front of the student, and in front of me!
I can easily see why this young person has no successful studies…
I agree..but thats where Y O U come in!
Vad vackert du skriver ! Jag blir varm i hjärtat då jag läser dina rader till studenterna. Tror att de kommer att sakna dig också , en hel del 🙂 // Maria
Jo…en liten stund, kanske…
Lovely tribute to a wonderful three years. Makes you feel empty in a way but very proud of what you and they have reached together. I still feel for my students, some are parents themselves already
I understand and I agree, it’s the emptiness…Even if I haven’t been a teacher all my life, I have got some of those students who have children of their own now. And, I also have grown-ups as students. People who need to get better grades and people who failed some subjects in school.
It is a very rewarding work to teach!
It’s a day of mixed blessings isn’t it?
True. Bittersweet. Many tears and many memories.