"I have this for you!" one of my students said this morning, with her trademarked cherubic squeal. She handed me a small card in a bright orange envelope, decorated in graffiti so specific to what we have studied in math so far this year it could have been used by others as state testing review. She told me that she'd been given an assignment while at church to give a thank-you for someone in her life that has a great deal of integrity, so she prepared cards for her teachers. I thanked her for what really was a touching gesture, then set the envelope on my desk, propped up against my pens and pencils in a prominent display.
"Read it now!" she said, her excitement spilling all over. I promised I'd read it, but that I had to start class right at that moment -- which I did -- and would get to it very soon.
"No, I want you to read it now!" she replied, still smiling and bouncing with anticipation. "I want to see you open it so I know that later you won't lie and say you read it!"
Such is the trust my integrity inspires.
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