or...

If you are still feeling down on yourself (even after my whole spiel yesterday), just happen to have one of your favorite (shh) students be charming and flattering enough to write you a "poem" like this during his free writing time:

Translation:

Dear Miss Stutz,

You are the spin in the world. You are so pretty.

Every kid we want you to be the teacher because you are so pretty.

You are the nicest teacher in the world.

That's why you are the best teacher in the school.

Everyone loves you.

When you smile you look so pretty and you are so funny to play with.

Self-esteem?

Yah, through the roof.