This morning, I woke up to this note from a former student:
"I was unable to get a English 1A class last semester that fit in my schedule. This last semester I, seeing that English is not my favorite or best subject, hesitantly took an English class. Unfortunately and fortunately it was an extremely hard class. Mostly because he was a hard grader that enjoyed politics, controversial topics, and current events. Important yes, but a very large gap in my knowledge and interests. Before he gave the first paper back, which was a pass/no pass on education, taxation and the union, he announced that only half of us passed. With shaking hands I looked to see that I pass; however I knew that I would take a lot of stress, tears, and most of all perseverance to get though this class. Before each paper he returned, he would lecture to the class of how we were underachieving. So with each heavy paper that came I would try harder, pouring everything I had into it. I just got my grade back yesterday and I got an A. I know I would have not been able to do it without your class. I would often turn to my old English 100 notes for reference. Every time I wrote I would recall your lectures. I thank you for that Now, if all goes according to plan, I will graduate this next semester with my AA and be transferring to a four-year. As the year ends I look back at my time at PCC. I had some pretty...interesting professors and, I swear this is not just flattery, you were one of the best. I leaned so much in your class, but most of all, I could tell that you truly cared about your students. Thank you for hard work and caring spirit. I can't wait to usher in the New Year. Happy 2014!"
I think my heart just grew three sizes. =D