Dear Tom,
Thank you for being my teacher. Actually, I think of you as one of my mothers. You nourished me, daily feedings that helped me discover how a mind learns and grows. You introduced me to Piaget and helped me weave a beautiful tapestry of understanding and knowledge about thinking and learning.
A box of graham crackers was a math lesson and so was a game of find the diamond. I loved later being able to work with you. Together we inspired kids to use their logical intelligence. Under your leadership, I was able to get kids involved in mathematical arguments. You taught me about co-teaching and how to share what I was learning.
Thank you for believing in me, providing support that helped me build confidence, get published, and have the knowledge I needed to convincely share a perspective that would create a better learning environment for kids.
And thank you for asking me to speak at your memorial service. It was hard to keep from crying. You are forever in my heart and in my highest esteem. I hope that your hands are still helping others learn through my hands.
Yours,
Chris
