Saturday, October 22, 2022
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Ryder, I taught you in Grade 1 and 2. Even then, you were indeed very caring, thoughtful, curious, and wise beyond your years. Your big blue eyes and smile always warmed my heart. I remember when you wrote a descriptive paragraph about a Gruffalo, then recorded yourself reading your writing onto a Voki, which you had designed. You were so excited when you saw and heard it on the Smartboard. When I came back to the school for a visit, you were in Grade 8. When you saw me at the door, you rushed out of the room and asked for a hug. I was delighted to see that you still had your big heart despite being so much bigger than I had remembered you. I am so sorry I didn't know you were sick, or I would have done anything I could to add brightness to your days as you did to mine every day I taught you. My sincere condolences to your family. They raised a wonderful boy. I pray he is now in peace and without pain. I also pray this memory brings you a smile. Rest in peace, beautiful boy. Sincerely, Mrs. Standish
