One of my 12 year olds, Jeff, dubbed me Hope Maybe today. At first, I was unclear of his meaning and, thinking that he was just mispronouncing my last name, I tried to clarify.
“Jeff, why are you calling me Hope Maybe? It’s Hope Gately. Gately is my last name.”
Jeff smiled sheepishly and shook his head.
“No, teacher. Not Hope Gately. Hope Maybe, because maybe you will bring us hope and maybe you will not. We will see, Teacher.”
Touche, kid. Touche.
Loved it Hope!!!
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