June 7 Home Communicator – Dear Parents and Hudsonville Christian School Community:
It is so very hard to believe that we are once again at the end of another school year. This time of year emotions run so high and they range from tears of excitement for the summer months ahead to tears of sadness as students and teachers say “goodbye” for the last time with what is often the special bond that only teachers and children can explain.
I want to thank you personally for making this yet another tremendous year at HCS. I often say I am so very blessed to work in such a caring and loving community like the Hudsonville Christian School Community. I want to leave you with a poem I came across recently written by M.D. Bronson. God’s blessings on a wonderful summer and I look forward to seeing you back here in August!
To My Child’s Teacher:
A few months ago, you didn’t know my child. You didn’t know any of them. You set up the space and wondered on each name.
You taped names on lockers and desks, laminating and cutting, replacing last year’s list with the unknown new. You prayed for each one, asking the Father to cover and protect, praying, too, for your own strength and grace.
In they came, straight off summer’s best, into your room on the first day. You looked at those fresh, tanned faces, and they looked at you. A room full of strangers. Every one looking at the others. You looked into each of their eyes.
You fell in love. Your love spilled between desks and into your students’ hearts. They trusted you; they loved you back. I saw this, too; I saw how you poured yourself into these children. I saw your dedication and willingness.
I saw your heart.
You stayed hours after they left and came back early. You replaced pencils and erasers on your own coin. You zipped jackets and pulled off mittens. You comforted, celebrated, and counseled. You separated and pieced together. You saw past the exterior and into each heart and soul. You cried your own tears, fought hard battles, loved through tough moments, and always gave them your best.
You wiped my child’s tears when I couldn’t. You listened to her, loved her, and cared for her. You looked into his eyes and said, “You can do this” when he didn’t think he could. You cleaned her playground scuffs and band-aided his scrapes. You encouraged him to try again. And, he did.
You taught so much more than curriculum.
So, thank you. You know my child and love her so well. Thank you for serving her and each one beyond expectation. You’ve done beautiful, eternally important work.
With deep appreciation and my love — A Grateful Mom
Serving Christ Together,
Dan Pott, Superintendent