I don’t miss teaching, but I do miss the students

I won’t be teaching any marketing this semester because my visa doesn’t allow it. I won’t miss the two-hour inner-city travel from Yangpu to Songjiang, I won’t miss the meager pay, and I won’t miss the weekends spend working on Keynotes and homework. But I will miss all 24 students, enthusiastic and cleverly crazy, each in their own way. At the last class, they had one more surprise. I thought they saw my class as acceptable, them saying they liked it just a way of being polite. But then they turned up with cake and a hand-drawn card. 24 girls. (Originally there would be one male student too, but he enlisted for the army.)