Dear Young People…

This morning was a mind-wandering morning for me. The type where you have work that could be done but nothing urgent for the next few hours. I was enjoying the quiet stillness of my classroom, sipping my coffee, and deciding what to tackle first. Nothing was screaming “pick me,” so I picked nothing in particular. Instead, I opened the bottom drawer of my desk and started rummaging through old files. I came across a file containing notes and letters from past students and parents encouraging and...