they come in my classroom with their beautiful faces...faces of all colors and cultures....I don't know why...but they wind up loving me as I do them...I guess that is the thing that makes me know...the "knowing"....they remind me of the 3 beautiful faces that graced my life....that I had the privilege of teaching and loving...and nurturing...the "knowing" is that I love them with an unconditional love that they don't really understand...yet on some level...they get it...to see them in the hallways...with a shy "Hi Miss"....underneath it all we are rooting for each other....we...all of us want the other to win...at this thing called life...I love them...in a way that has been honed over the years....it is the next chapter in my very wonderful life....