Dear Teacher, Why Didn't We Get To Say Goodbye?

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Dear teacher,

I wish I could see you right now! I miss you so much.

I feel a little confused about why I don’t get to go to school right now.

Mom and Dad have been talking a lot about a virus and something called “social distancing” but I wish it didn’t mean school had to be closed.

All the grown-ups say we’re staying home to help keep the people we love safe. That sounds good, it sounds kind and we always try to be kind.

But I’m still sad.

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I really miss you. I miss doing the calendar in the mornings and reading books and going to phy ed and music class. We’ve been practicing for our spring program and I don’t know all the words yet so I hope we don’t miss too many more practices!

Mom is making me go over our sight words at home every day, but she doesn’t do it the same way you do. She doesn’t know the actions to the GoNoodle songs either.

You always tell us when we’re going to have a substitute teacher, so how come you didn’t tell us we all weren’t going to be at school for a while?

I’m trying not to be upset because it seems like the grown-ups are acting kind of strange, but sometimes I feel angry that I don’t get to play with my friends anymore.

Why didn’t we get to say goodbye?

I miss hearing you laugh and even the way you sometimes have to tell us to settle down or clean up our area. I’m trying to make good choices like we do with our classmates at school, but my brother and sister are kind of getting on my nerves.

I think they miss their teachers and friends, too.

I really want to see you again soon. I really, really hope I get to! I keep asking Mom when we’re going back, but she just gets this funny, sad kind of look on her face and tells me, “I don’t know.”

It seems like everyone’s telling me “I don’t know” a lot lately.

Since you’re a teacher, I know you’re extra smart, so maybe you know . . . when do I get to see you again?

I finished reading the book in my folder and I need to pick another one out of the bin. Plus I think it’s my turn to be the line leader next week and I don’t want to miss it!

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I hope I get to hug you soon, you give the best hugs.

I miss you lots and I’ll see you soon . . . right?

Love,
Your student

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Dear Teacher, Why Didn’t We Get To Say Goodbye?

But I’m still sad.

Why didn’t we get to say goodbye?

I hope I get to hug you soon, you give the best hugs.

If you liked this, you'll love our new book, SO GOD MADE A MOTHER available for pre-order now!

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