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Christopher's new teacher

Christopher was beaming from ear to ear because this morning he started the first day of fifth grade with the teacher that I had requested. Our plea was granted Friday afternoon and we're happy! Mrs. Terry is his new teacher, and she is also our neighbor and lives down the street from us.
Christopher has about five of his friends in this class too. He's going to have an awesome year with Mrs. Terry. She's really nice and treats others respectfully. Since he missed the first four days of school, he was extra eager to be there today. One of his buddies in his class has been on vacation and is starting the same time, so they'll be getting caught up together.

Comments

Michele said…
Yeah! I am so glad to hear that everything worked out. Christopher looks very happy and excited, that is wonderful. Congratulations on holding out and staying firm in your position.
Tamara said…
Congrats! I hope he has a great year-
Heidi said…
I am glad he got the teacher you both wanted!
Conni said…
Congratulations! Yea for Christopher having a teacher he'll enjoy, thus making it easier to excel, and more enjoyable to get up each day. Way to fight for the right Kelly!

PS I'm not ignoring you..I just got your message off my phone. I'm not using that number anymore. Thank you for sharing the message. I was so surprised to hear the news. Very sad. Thank you for your comments on my blog, I've fallen off the commenting band wagon lately. I should pick it back up again soon. We had our first day of school today. Back to the routine, and good-bye to the fun chaos we called summer-time.
Callisto said…
What a relief to get that situation sorted out and to have another kid doing the same catching up as Christopher! I wish him a productive and happy school year with Mrs. Terry.
Bobbi said…
Congratulations on winning your battle, and wishes for Christopher to have a wonderful year!
glad it all worked out. he looks like he's very excited for the first day! hope it's a great year.

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