Dear Miss Lacey

(I'm sorry if you don't like reading these student stories. It's more for me to remember them, but I hope you get a chuckle...this one's pretty creative)

Dear Miss Lacey,

You are an amazing teacher. I cannot describe how great you truly are. I learn so much.

It is almost as if I'm the scarecrow off Wizard of Oz and you are the Wizard giving me knowledge.

Or I'm in the great land of sewing and you're the Chief Indian and I am a young pilgrim and you are showing me around this great land of sewing and showing me your ways. You give me a feast of knowledge.

You've taught me much wisdom. Like don't touch hot irons and don't stick your hand under the sewing needle. It will hurt you.

But to sum it up...you are the wind beneath my wings. And I'm so willing to make you my designer aprons whenever! I know how much you love them!
With much love,
Your student Kami

(These are Kami's designer aprons she was talking about. Aren't they beautiful? She made them for me when she was in 7th grade. She's in 9th now. I wore these aprons as wings when we I danced in front of the entire student body at an assembly.)