Notes of Love: Stories of Monica and Max - Ms. B.

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In 2006, Max joined my English class as a lively and engaged student. He showed great enthusiasm and had the energy of a new high school student. He seemed genuinely happy to be in high school. I recall our discussions about his experiences as a young boy discovering his true self. He had a playful nature and found enjoyment in learning through fun activities.

Like many young scholars, he faced challenges in large groups. He often felt the need to speak out and be heard. Despite often speaking out of turn and leaving his seat when he shouldn't, I saw him as special. I knew what needed to be done to support his success. I worked closely with him throughout the year to ensure he never felt isolated and had tasks to keep him engaged. Max's vibrant personality filled the classroom with love, and the entire class adored his energy.

There were times when Max was struggling, and I had to call his mother to come to class for support. Max was unaware t

hat she would be in class on that day. However, she came before he entered. She always wanted to support her son and it was a display of complete love for him. Over time, she and I became good friends, and it helped Max improve his behavior. A comical event took place when Max entered the room and proceeded to entertain the class with his gestures. Unbeknownst to him, his mother was watching. As he pranced around the room, he suddenly saw his mother. His excitement turned to fear and he came to a full stop, causing the class to burst into laughter. It was an enjoyable day for all.

Time passed, and I realized that after Max had proceeded on his journey, I would always remember him as a kind, loving member of our society. He was always dreaming and caring for others. I miss Max every day.

-Brenda Boenzi-Reed

English Teacher to Maxwell