Progression of Time

Tomorrow is my final day of student teaching, man the time goes by fast. I'm going to miss these kids. We've gotten to the point where they hug me and tell me they love me. Let me get through tomorrow without tears. I cried both times I left the group home.
These kids are special. Each and every one of them. I hope I get to sub in their class when Ms. Swager is out. We'll see.
I have a month left here at school, which means I must bust ass to get ready for the move. I need to make a list of things I need to do. I should do that now.