Dear Friends,
Here's something I've learned from being at my school:
When parents are consumed with worry about being deported, money for rent and food to eat, they do not have the brain space left to remember their child's teacher's name.
At the beginning of the year, I took a bit of offense that everyone simply yelled at me "Teacher! Teacher!" (Before this time, I had only been addressed like that by children, during the first 3 days of school.)
But I'm starting to understand the parents (just a tiny but) more each with each week and that helps.
With love,
Teacher
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