Graduation day

So it's over, graduation day has come and gone, and the classes are no more. This is by far the proudest and saddest day of the year in a teacher's life. Those who, only this morning, were still our students have now moved on and are walking paths that will lead them far away from us. I hope they remember to listen to the wind that whispers to them that they'll always have a home at Hvilan.

My class gave me the most beautiful gift one could imagine: a photoalbum with photos of them all, showing their year at Hvilan from their perspective. Thank you!