I’ll always be very grateful to my fourth grade teacher, Mrs. Scary. Shout out.
There you go.
Who, despite the name, was not scary, was very kind.
She worked really hard to help me assimilate, and recognized that it must have been pretty scary for a nine-year-old to be kind of thrown into this new environment. And so a couple years ago I wrote her a thank you note. So much of my life, I can honestly credit to so many positive things to teachers.