"Dear Mizz Lemming, You probably don't remember me, but..."
Like hell I don't. Your essays were such fun to read, and took ages to comment upon because your work was so good. I wrote you letters of rec for grad school and when I looked at the copy of your transcript, I almost fainted. You should have been writing letters for me. As matter of fact, you did, and your words were quoted the last time I won a teaching award.
"You were right. The first year of grad school was horrible, but it did get better this year and I even started to have fun."
Yes indeed - this applies to many things in life, but grad school in particular. Struggle on, but look for the fun. I thought you knew this already? Wow.
"Anyway, I felt that I should pray for you, but didn't know what you needed. How are your hands doing?"
(lemming gets teary-eyed)
Words Written: nine hundred and thirty-eight (ouch! ouch!)
Lessons Graded: five