ONE OF THE SADDEST MOMENTS OF MY CHILDHOOD.
worth rebloging twice
Weep
Oh god guys o.k. I actually had a Mr. Feeny growing up o.k.? My 6th grade science teacher became my 8th grade homeroom teacher then when I went to high school she was there! And she was so awesome! I remember going to see her after I graduated and like yeah feels o.k.?
Sometimes there’s posts on tumblr about how teachers and school don’t do much but hey don’t forget not all teachers are jerks there are a lot of them who genuinely care about their students. I remember when my brother died I was in 8th grade and I missed a week of school and all of my teachers were really concerned and really patient with me when I came back and none of the kids really knew what happened but the teachers did and they were really nice and they didn’t bring it up until I was ready and just… teachers are great!
