Poem for Blake's teacher

Ok... for some reason blogger will not put spaces between the stanzas... so I have made them regular font and italicized font to hopefully make it easier to read! How AGGRIVATING!!!!!

Thanks to you, Teacher

A poem for Mrs. V from Blake

By Jolene

Summer was ending

Fall drawing near

The first day of third grade

Was finally here

The days and weeks passed

Oh the things that he learned

"Mom did you know..."

Was quite often heard

The quickest of hugs

In front of his friends

Don't call me "Sweetheart"

The kisses must end

You have worked so hard

To teach him how

To multiply, and write stories

Just look at him now

He has grown so much

We give thanks to you

For keeping him safe

And nurturing him too.

Last day of third grade...

Here he is after school today with his cat Sam I Am.

Wow... it doesn't seem possible that the school year is at an end. It seems like just yesterday he was jumping out of bed, bright eyed and bushy tailed for the first day of school.

He has grown SO much this year. He flew through reading... struggled with multiplication for a few weeks and then suddenly had those facts down... his stories became much more enjoyable to read... he learned to not be such a follower (although he still does make bad choices at times when with certain friends)... he grew even more kind hearted and helpful... his empathy grew...he really became a "real boy" :)

Here are his first day and last day of third grade pictures, and a poem I wrote for his teacher.

(I will post the poem in another post because stupid blogger won't put spaces between the stanza here for some reason and I am TIRED of messing with it!)