Dali Castillo

There's a particular kind of unfinished story that comes with being a teacher. Think about the student who wouldn't raise their hand in September but was volunteering to answer questions by April. You watched their confidence grow. Then the school year ended, and someone else got to see what happened next. Maybe you hear that they graduated. Maybe you run into them at a grocery store ten years later. More often, you simply don't know. Did they find good friends? Did school get easier? Did they keep the confidence they worked so hard to build? Teachers can't keep track of every student they've ever taught, nor should they feel obligated to. Students are supposed to grow, move forward, and build lives beyond our classrooms. But every so often, an old class photo, an unexpected name, or a familiar face brings someone back to mind. You remember the conversations, the struggles, the little victories that might not have seemed important to anyone else. And even though they're no longer sitting in your classroom, a part of you still hopes life is treating them well.

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