Moving is hard.
You are leaving friends that you have been with for many years. You have laughed with them, cried with them and shared with them. You share inside jokes (“Greg, my shoe fell off!”, Mr. Traynor the Smurf, the old lady foot cheese and Cama Zotz and his chubby servant Goth) and enjoy spending time with them.
I will miss waking up and driving past the Science Museum of Minnesota and the 1st National Bank building. I will miss my friends from Salem Hills. Here is a little something from me to you:
Dear Mrs. Swanson’s class (Saleha, Alex, Stella, Skyler, Jacob, Natalie, Henry, Preston, Jade, Abiha, Soren, Jack, Tyler, Naomi, Dominic, Leo, Alayna, Vishnu, Grace, and Ella):
Thank you for another great year. I always love coming to school with you to see what interesting and wacky things you have to share with me.
I have included all 20 of you in this letter because I care about all of you, and even though we may have quarreled that does not take away the respect and admiration I have for each and every one of you.
As you move on to Middle School in Simley and other schools, I hope you keep your amazing talents. Saleha, Grace, Alayna and Abiha: keep writing! Henry, Preston, and Leo: keep drawing Pokemon! Skyler and Natalie: keep doing gymnastics! Jade: keep dancing! Soren: keep running as fast as you can! I have only named a few of you but I assure all of you that you are talented and special people.
I hope you bring the same joy and energy I saw in you to your new schools. Thank you to all of you for being a part of my class and a part of my life! I have learned so much from all of you, and I hope you continue to be a ray of light in the world.
I also write to my friends from Minnesota Boychoir: Andrej, Charles, Adam, Austin, Henry, Eli, Gavin, Tor and–of course!–Mr. J, among many others. Thank you for putting up with my nervousness at concerts, and coaching me through Spring Tour. Thank you to Mr. J for making the Boychoir even more amazing!
I can’t tell you how much the Minnesota Boychoir has changed my life, and I hope it can continue to do so for more people: members of the choir and members of the audience alike!
I leave you all with these words:
May the road rise up to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face, and the rains fall soft upon your fields. Until we meet again, my friends, until we meet again.