Last week on Wednesday, I made a visit to my old school. I drove down from Skokie, so a good part of my route was the same as what I used to drive during the four years that I worked at Telpo. The commute began a flood of memories that lasted throughout the day. It was wonderful to see the teachers with whom I had worked. All of my former students have graduated from eighth grade, so I didn't get to see any of them. Kind of a funny feeling to walk the halls and not hear voices saying, "Hi, Teacher." Though I don't walk the halls of Telpochcalli daily anymore, it's daily in my thoughts and heart.
Telpochcalli
Ms. R worked as a para-professional in my classroom the last year that I taught.
Perla and I worked next door to each other for three years.
Maggie and I worked together all four years that I taught at Telpo. She now works as a bilingual teacher in Aurora, so I stopped to visit her as well on my way home.
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