It's taken some time to write this. Mainly because you'll critique it for grammatical errors, but I don't care. This is hard. I've purposely tried to distance myself from you over the last month because you were leaving me. Selfish I know. You were not happy but I still wanted you to be there. This was a very hard decision for you and you are so use to making hard decisions so I get it. It's about peace of mind and quality of life and internal happiness. I want all of those things for you BUT I'll miss seeing you every day. There is no superhero Mrs. Martin without Ms. Di. Your legacy at our school is going to go down on history. NO ONE WILL EVER BE LIKE YOU. No English teacher, AP, leader anyone. Your heart is unlike anything I have ever seen in a school. In life period. Above and beyond always. Without question. I brought my child to Lenfest because you would be her teacher and turned into her mentor on so many levels. Meditation, mindfulness, prison reform, activism just being a more conscious person. You tapped into something that we didn't even see. You helped make her a much better writer. More expressive. More care. She was having trouble transitioning to her new school environment and refused to go. You drove to my house in the middle of the school day and when she wouldn't open the door you climbed through the window 🤦🏾♀️. You got her out of the house and brought her to school. That's Colleen. And the thing that makes you so unique is that you would have done that for any student. You see needs that others don't and you act on it. You care and you do not care about protocol and waiting around for approval. We're kindred spirits. When our kids need something you are sure to deliver. Teacher is not even an accurate description. You're more like an all encompassing school savior for lack of better terms and you're humble. You hate attention. You just want opportunities for our kids with no recognition. Colleen. You left me. I don't even know who I am as a College Advisor without you cleaning up messes behind the scenes. But aside from all the Mastery blue koolaid talk you're my friend. Like I'm going to missing crying in front of you. It's been hard for me to come to the realization that we won't be in each other's presence. I've been so mean to you this last month because I'm a brat and you're leaving me. I don't do well when I don't get my way. I love you Di. You're my ride or die. My drinking partner. Secret keeper. My co-conspirator. Fellow Money Team mom. I hate this but I'm really happy for you. Believe that you're worth it because we all know it to be true. Your kids are so lucky to have you as a mom. I'm happy to have you as my friend. Mastery Lenfest lost a great one.. because she'll hate it please tell Colleen how much she means below!
As a 12th grade teacher and counselor I like to give a positive perspective of our city's young people. During this season of gratitude I'd be remiss if I didn't take pride in the brilliance of our children, especially the older ones. With so much death and despair gaining news coverage we tend to forget the kids that are on the right track doing, the work to make themselves better. Each year our high school seniors spend the fall applying to colleges far and wide hoping for a chance to start a new journey in just a years time. With dreams of a career in engineering, medicine or even animal husbandry (yes this is a thing) they cast fear aside and shoot for their ultimate goals in spite of current circumstances. We often don't recognize the teens working long shifts at local stores after a full day of school just to have a sense of responsibility. The teens that sit up all night fretting over projects and assignments due the next day aren't always on our radar, but ...
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