The last two years before we packed up and moved to Michigan, I was an assistant teacher at an all-boys school in San Francisco. All boys! These guys were my third-graders last year.... and lately I've been missing them... even their fart jokes. I found them to be hilarious, inquisitive, charming, weird, and adorable. Sometimes all at once. I had the best time teaching these guys. Now they're big fourth graders, almost fifth graders. I hope to get back and visit them in the near future. I'm sure they're still making fart jokes, surprising their teachers with their brains and their spirit, and growing up into amazing young men.