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Kids Say The Darndest Things

Wednesday, February 2, 2005 1:18 AM CST

Kids say the darndest things....even when they're teenagers. Dave's students are some of the most incredible people we have ever met. They are all unique, and bring such a wonderful, fresh perspective to life and living. They are talented, caring, funny and smart. Bob brought us some cards that they made for Dave tonight. Some made us cry and some made us laugh until we cried. All of them touched our hearts.

When Dave played his guitar and sang "Refugee" at the Conspiracy of Hope concert, the students' love for him filled the auditorium. It's something that simply cannot be described. I think those kids know that he truly loves them, he really cares. And they are there to support us.

I have scanned some of the cards to the photos page. Will add some more when we get back from Seattle. I'm not sure any card can top our two favorites from 1997. The first one said: "Bummer about your cancerous tumor, man." The second said: "I was shocked when I heard about your tumor. Probably not as shocked as you though."

Some of the front runners tonight include:

"A get well card to one of the best people in the world, from the other one."

"Get better now."

"Get well soon, so you can come back and yell at us some more!"

"Hope you get well soon!! Get lots of rest and for goodness sakes watch some movies!! There are some good ones out there."

"What's the one thing that could brighten your day while you're away from school? Midget Men!!" (Inside of card is filled with little stick people. This is one I'll scan soon.)

"If I could, I'd take down each and every little cancer cell you have." (Cover has drawing of two wrestlers, will scan this one, too.)

"I've never met you, but my best friend is always telling me how lucky I am to have you as a teacher this semester. She had you a couple of years ago, but she still remembers. She said you're the only teacher that ever made her WANT to learn. She also said you had an amazingly beautiful soul."

"You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You are able to say to yourself, 'I lived through this horror. I can take the next thing that comes along.' Eleanor Roosevelt -- We all miss you and wish you were here with us. Come back soon."

"Isaiah 40:29 He gives power to those who are tired and worn out; He offers strength to the weak. -- I will be praying for you."

"Wishing you a WHALE of a recovery!" (drawing of a whale.)

"Don't blow up your briefcase again!" (If you don't know this story, you HAVE to call me and hear it!)

"Keep fighting!"

I see the stars
Can you see the stars?
The stars all the way to mars
Stars driving fancy cars
This one star has gone very far
The star I know belongs to the Blue Devils
He's reached many stars
And succeeded every level
This star is Mr. Meyer
A triumph fighter"
Ken Sanchez (Ichiro)

"Yo Mr. Meyer, Hope you're having a splendid time away from school. You better be. Well, git 'r well--you know what I mean."

"You are in my prayers. I pray that God will bless and heal you."

"Hope you get better soon. Mrs. Meyer loves ya, I know it."

"Since you won't be here until April, we wish you a Happy President's Day and a very special Valentine's Day."

"You are an extremely strong man and many look up to you. You are in my prayers and just remember you are loved and cared for by an amazing God. Stay strong!"

There are some other portraits of Dave, too, as well as some beautiful drawings. Some guitar drawings, too. One very beautiful picture and sweet note from a girl who plays guitar and earlier this school year, she lost her grandma to cancer. She's right in what she says; it's a horrible thing, cancer. But it cannot take away from us the things that really matter, the love we have for the people in our lives. That love is eternal, it lasts for always. Like Maya Angelou said, "People may not remember what you said, they may not remember what you did, but they will always remember how you made them feel." Tonight, we feel loved, blessed, comforted and strengthened. Thank you for that.


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