Dear Editor,

I’m writing this with tears flowing down my cheeks because I am so overwhelmed by the kindness that was just dropped off at our front door on Wednesday, Sept. 10. A very kind person, I don’t know who because I only caught a glimpse of someone going back into their car in our driveway (for some reason, my poodle alarms weren’t working), left freshly baked, hot apple crisp and a freshly baked banana loaf for us with a note saying ‘Thank you for all that you do’ with a smiley face.

I immediately phoned my husband Peter (he’s the local teachers’ union president here) to tell him that not all people hate teachers, and that someone cares about all the work he has been doing on behalf of the teachers and the strike.

To the woman who dropped this off, thanks is not enough. You have no idea what this means to both of us. I still can’t stop crying as I write this. After months of feeling reviled by the public because it seems so many people dislike teachers (and by association, their family members), this has brought a ray of sunshine to us today.

Thank you, thank you, thank you, whoever you are.

Rachelle and Peter Vogt
Merritt