Ms. Murry was my 5th grade teacher and she was a great teacher who cared about her students.  I use to go to the little building for LD classes and I would leave after lunch every day.  The upper classmen would always make fun of me everyday at lunch and I really don't know why.  This one day they really got to me to the point I started crying after they left the lunch room and I went over to the little building but didn't go into my LD class because I was so hurt about what the upper classmen was saying about me.  The LD teacher wrote a note to Ms. Murry and I went back to the big building and stood out side the room for a while then I don't remember if someone came out and saw me crying and went back and told or if I just went in but Ms. Murry and me pull a chair up by her table/desk and she talked to me for a long time.  From that day I had a diffrent view on everything and I just want to thank her for having that talk with me because that talk really did change me for the rest of my life.