By Mia Hanuska
Dear the talented, thoughtful, thorough teacher Mrs. Lawson,
My one requirement for the articles of this column’s publication are that they cannot be addressed to a breathing, two-legged organism, however, my experience in your class proves I must make an exception. Entering your chamber of the P-building on the returning day of school, I quickly became impressed with the compassion you expressed for all your apprentices. I can recall scribing a paper of details about me and who I wanted to sit with, then a week later, receiving the slivered tree back with a handwritten note commenting on my writing. Your class has risen to one of my favorites; every other day your passion for the subject has made me enjoy learning a new concept of admittedly difficult topics.
Each lesson is meticulously planned, and you’ve managed to perfect the ability to capture everyone’s seeing orbs and processors. Your answers to difficult questions are insightful, and I appreciate that you can admit when something exceeds your realm of knowledge. Yes, your class can be challenging—mind-boggling at times—yet I find comfort in knowing that I can choose your study hall or see you during the midday feasting break and obtain assistance of the highest quality.
If I may, I was quite worried about taking AP Calculus BC this year; peers reported the challenging nature of the class as impossible. However, with AP tests sneaking closer and closer, I feel prepared for your class’ examination the best. The structure of your class, tedious hours of homework, and practice problems assigned have instilled a confidence in me that to be honest, I did not expect to perceive so soon. I truly cannot picture a better teacher for your courses. Thank you for inspiring your students. Thank you for believing in every one of us. Our school will not be the same without you: thank you, Mrs. Lawson.
Finest, kindest, fortuitous regards,
Mia Hanuska