The Geology teacher at my wife's school recently moved with her family to a different part of the country. My wife wanted to send her away with a good-bye letter. Naturally, we can't do things normally in our family.
We've learned that the teacher plans to frame this letter and loved it.
If you hate puns, you are in for a real groaner here (remember, I said that the woman was a geology teacher).
It cherts to see you go and has always been gneiss working with you.
Chalk it up to you, however, as I know you can not be sedimentary. I marble at your dedication to your family, but schist can't get over your leaving our school. I know that every cloud has a silver lining, and hope that you have found yours.
I pumice you that you will be missed at school. When we talc during our PLC's next year, we'll wonder how you are doing. We'll think of you every minette of those productive meetings (that you won't have to sulfur through).
Watch out for the coppers on the road as you travel (especially if you are driving umber the influence). Also, be careful not topaz a police car if you are speeding (with a lead foot).
Remember our students fondly (and not just their jaded attitudes). You sometimes had to steel yourself to deal with them, but humite have helped them in life.
Of quartz, I'm going to miss you. (one doesn't take a friendship for granite). You shale always be in my heart and I will always consider you a friend of mine.
Enclosed is tin bucks. Take yourself to lunch some day (chicken nuggets?).
Just remember….I zinc you rock!