I belong to an army, an army of teachers. Some days we come home smelling of chalk and school lunch. Other days we leave school covered in puke and germs. We love the smell of a new pack of crayons. We cherish the pictures, notes and wilted flowers given in love. We teach because we love kids. We teach because we see a bright tomorrow in the eyes of our nations' youth. We rejoice when our cuties succeed. We agonize when they fail. We silently weep when we see any child hurting. We laugh, play and learn with your children. Your children are a major part of our world, our lives. We are grateful to serve in this army on a daily basis. It is so much more than just a job. Your children are in our prayers every day.
Today we are grateful to say that from coast to coast and from school to school, any one of us as educators would do exactly the same thing as our comrades in Newtown did. Why? Because we love what we do and we love those we teach. Today we express our deepest appreciation and gratitude to all of the fallen and surviving teachers. We love you. You, your families, and your students are in our prayers.
May the Lord bless you for your sacrifice and shining example of courage and dedication. Thank you from the bottom of our hearts.