Is it really bad when a student tells you, "I love you," because of the possible ramifications that it can have on you, or is it because the student is obviously lowering their standards? Or is it both?
If a teacher is asked to prom, can he or she ever really say yes?
If a teacher has an African-American History Class, and the class is predominantly African-American, is it really bad if the teacher reaches Civil Rights, and the class says, "We don't care about that?"
And finally, some good wishes:
To Charlie: May you find your path to happiness, and may your "Welsh Dragon" (not that you sick people) guide you.
To Jamie: Ah, Senorita Passion, Queen of the Night. May your heart grant you release.
To Greta: May you find peace and piece of mind.
To Trina: May you pass your next driver's test.
To Dima: May women finally find "the nice guy", and may you never run out of wood screws.
To Chase: May you do well in college.
To Deandre: May you learn to ask before hugging.
To Kallie: May you find your true love to dote on before your heart explodes.
To Chellie: May you be free of your keeper duties.
To Jolene: May you enjoy your college experience (that also goes for all the seniors).
To Blair: May you stand up for yourself.
To Emma: May you learn more about yourself and be happy with who you are.
To Dr. Grays: May your love life not be the topic of choice for the students (and faculty).
To Sadie: May you remain healthy and live a long, fruitful life.
To Charles: May you learn to stop stalking me.
To Phil: May you one day tan.
To Julie: May your heart's desire one day come true.
To Sammy: May the Air Force help you to be complete.
To HotDave: May you get used to your new nickname.
To Ms. R: May you understand that calling me Mr. Glib is like the pot calling the kettle black.
To Sarah F: May your "time" soon end.
That's all I got tonight.
O.G.M.L (Thanks Cole)
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