Upon my asking what date it was, one of my students raised his hand last Saturday and said, "Miss, it's the ides of March." I almost cried I was so happy.
One if the teachers with whom I work told his class a story from his vacation, during which he mistakenly found the spot at which Julius Caesar died. ON THE IDES OF MARCH!! His story made me squirm, and it gave me chills.
Often, I wish I had more time with these kids so I can teach them everything I know. Sometimes, I see them get excited about learning stuff, and that excites me.
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