Monday, June 04, 2012


There was one other good memory from last semester I almost forgot about. Found this in a stack of papers I was preparing to dump into an envelope and put into storage:

Dear Professor Luse,

I would like to thank you for all your help and teaching this last semester and also this one. I loved the stories and more I loved how much you helped me analyze them. I know I'm a bad writer and it's difficult to keep my confidence up sometimes. But you made me feel comfortable and pushed me to get better. Maybe because you don't know about my past you will not take this serious but I can assure you that you changed my life, respecting my writing and giving me advice without criticizing me. I'm sure you changed other students' lives too. Thank you. I wish you the best.

I appreciate you,

A. N. (female of Latin derivation)

I think I'll put this one back in the briefcase. I'll miss some of these kids even if they can't write. A good heart is worth any number of master's degrees.


Thomas D said...

That is truly wonderful. One concurs wholeheartedly with your last sentence. God bless Miss N!

Beth Impson said...

It is the one thing that keeps me from despair on many a day.