Dear editor:

I recently served pizza, breadsticks, and drinks to a mostly English as a Second Language class of about 25 eighth-graders at a “high-needs” middle school. This class manifested so much maturity and respect for me for the five weeks that I was their substitute teacher. Their respect continued with one student kindly telling another not to say bad words.

In the end, two girls volunteered to help me clean up and when departing they both said, “God, bless you, Mr. Mike.” At age 66, I encourage those who may be retired to consider substitute-teaching.

Mike Sawyer

Denver, CO