I suppose it's an occupational hazard
The sixth graders at my base elementary school are graduating today. I love them all to bits, they've been such fun to teach. Why do they have to graduate?
Look at this!
The message inside reads:
"Thank you for your kind.
We enjoyed games with you.
We'll never forget you.
So plese (sic) remember us.
Let's meet agein.
See you.
Lots of love Izumi Honma."
GOD Rokunensei, don't go! I love you to bits! ...Tyler better look after them next year at Middle School or I'm kicking his ass.