This is my clas. Well not my class anymore. I miss them. I had a Crismis party on the last day of school. We wached the Poler Express and drank hot chocklet.
This is my seckend grade techer. She is asome. I wish she could fit in my sootcase. She makes me smile like ckraze.
This was my first grade techer. She writes on my blog and I love it. I wish she could fit in my sootcase too.
Thes are my Kindergartin techers. I loved having two techers. I still get hugs from them. Maybe they can fit in the sootcase too.