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Take a Chance...

 

We couldn’t ask for a better pre-K teacher our kids. She has been amazing for both. When it came to Kaleb, we knew she had that determination, stubbornness, and up for the challenge personality that would be what he needed. We just needed the school and Ms. Rockey to agree to give him a chance. Thank you for taking a chance on him, Peggy Rockey!

“The unknown can be scary,

But take a chance on me.

We’ll figure this out together

and let’s see what all I can be.

When you stop and look at me,

what is it that you see?

I pray you see beyond my diagnoses,

That you see the real me.

I might do things differently,

And my ability you might doubt.

But all I need is a chance,

So don’t go counting me out.

I know it can be frustrating

And my learning at times might be slow.

But please always remember,

The role you could play in helping me grow.

I know it might seem scary,

But please take a chance on me.

We’ll figure this out together

and see what all I can be.”




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