I took this picture for 2 reasons:
1. I am wearing a dress. It happens about once a year, so it's important to document the event.
2. I have my hair pulled up in a chignon. You can't really see it, but it's there. The agony of growing out my hair is beginning to pay off.
Last night David and I went to Denver to attend a very formal award ceremony. Every year, forty students from across the state of Colorado win the most prestigious scholarship award offered, and this year David had 2 students from his school win. It. Was. Awesome. The ceremony was actually to honor a favorite teacher of each scholarship recipient. There was a beautiful dinner, followed by the students getting up on stage and explaining why their particular teacher (that they chose) was an influence in their lives. I lost count at how many times I cried after 15. Seriously. It was so inspiring. So moving. So beautiful to see these high achieving kids honor the teachers in their lives. From the extra geeky science teacher who looked incredibly uncomfortable to the sweet little Spanish teacher who welled up the moment she got on stage, it was non-stop In.Cred.I.Ble.
I have faith in our future. Faith in future generations. Faith in this generation who are pouring into the next generation. I get to see it. And it does not disappoint.
3 comments:
oh what an amazing experience that must have been! Good teachers (and administrators) rarely get the credit they deserve, and I love how this ceremony honoured both the achievements of the students and the dedication of their teachers.
Also, you look hot! But next time have somebody else take the picture so we can see the hair properly!!!
1) You look seriously hot. I'm excited for you on the bun and everything, but let's not discount the body. ;)
2) I know exactly what you are saying. And what an incredible experience you were just able to witness. So awesome.
A picture is worth a thousand words, ladies....no need for her to speak of what is so obvious...you are blessed, Ms. Cathy! Tsssszzzzzz.
What an awesome evening....I would have cried buckets right along with you. Teachers...don't get me started.
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