Earlier this year one of my colleagues told me that my advisory was the Island of Misfit Toys, and that I was the Lion.
I suspect that I wear that badge with equal parts pride and sadness. Because it’s mostly true. One of my fears moving back to the middle school is that the Charlie in the Box or the Train with Square Wheels wouldn’t find a new home. It has finally all come together.
The last of my advisees has found a home with an adviser who is a great fit. Both senior advisees are happily accepted into excellent colleges that they feel good about. And I heard on Friday that an advisee of mine who withdrew at semester for a host of personal, cognitive, and academic reasons has found a home at a school that is a much better fit for her. I am so happy for them all. Spring is a time for hope. We bring to it all our best effort… and hope.
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