I finished the year sort of tired and cranky and, as often goes along with those feelings, thinking that I wasn't being fully appreciated at FGS. The academic dean had once again done something that made me think that my academic standards will never quite fit with FGS's standards, and I was just in a wah-wah-nobody-really-GETS-me sort of fretfulness.
And then on Thursday I gave the college essay-writing workshop for the rising seniors -- most of whom I don't know at all -- and they were attentive and appreciative, including several students stopping me later that day and on Friday to thank me for such a helpful workshop. So that made me feel better.
And then came Friday evening's baccalaureate -- often a pretty bland event, but this year featuring senior speeches that were actually good (with a couple of exceptions) and a student piano-cello duet that was flat-out awesome.
And one of those good speeches included a tribute to me! How very unexpected and truly lovely! The graduating senior told a story about her freshman year, when she was crying in class and apparently I gave her a hug and told her that I was always available if she wanted to talk. I have little recollection of this, but clearly it was meaningful to her. And she also gave a shout-out for AP Lit and said that she was so jealous of anyone who had class with me next year. Well!
So, so much for my feeling unappreciated! It may well be that not everyone in the administration always appreciates me (especially the head of school), but some students do, and that is darn well good enough for me. A lovely way to end the year.