After talking with the student from elementary school and his mother, I once again became his photographer, taking lots of pictures. Then I noticed it was getting late so I decided I needed to get home. As I was leaving, he told me "Be Safe." He has a heart of gold.
On my way out, I saw another one of my former students. He thanked me all the help I gave him. That made me feel special.
The reason I could accept my student calling me weird was knowing that even though I'm weird, I make a difference in students lives whether I realize it now or realize it in the future. Sometimes I just need to be reminded of that.
I need to take that to heart also. I need to tell people they have made a difference in my life.
So I will go on singing and dancing about "Criss Cross Multiply" and "To the Left, to the Left, you move the decimal to the left." You may just remember me for teaching you something. I know I remember my teachers who stepped out of the box to assure I would learn the concept.