THANK YOU!

Mr. Johnson,
this post is for you! I know I don't visit you enough, i dont call you enough, I don't say THANK YOU enough! and I don't buy you enough tim-tams or (diet) Mountain dew:) I'm awful  to you and yet, you don't hessitate for half a second to answear my phone calls at 11 at night, to make time for me in your super busy schedule and  to be at every single drama performance and dance recital in my silly life! Thank you for beleving in the insecure little eleven year old that could barely add! thank you for teaching me nearly everything I know about not only academics, but about love and life and God.  I know Im only one of thousands of lives you've touched and will continue to touch! Its not weird that your former students are at your house! It's not weird that we text and it's not weird that I know every amazing member of your family, because your not my teacher or my former teacher, you are like family! Thank you for deep talks, thank you for helping me see my strengths, thank you for telling me when I'm being an idiot, thank you for jam sessions thank you for daily jokes, thank you for being one person in my life to be there for me unconditionally!  And you will be there when I graduate high school, you'll be there when I get married and you'll be present in my life forever! I don't think I know anyone else who can say they gained a family in sixth grade!  Thank you! I know those two words are weak and small compared to all you do for me but THANK YOU THANK YOU  THANK YOU  a million and six times!