Wyatt is probably one of the most unique individuals I have ever met. The very first time I ever met him, he had to tell me everything about movies.  He could memorize the scripts from all the movies, all of the different Transformers.  But Wyatt is the kindest person.  I wish we all had a little bit of Wyatt in us.  He’s very kind. He’s very friendly. He loves life.   He just genuinely loves being at school.  He’s just fantastic. He just has the best heart that I know.  Loving, caring, joyful.  He just loves life, 110%.  I went to see him yesterday.  He makes me look at the kids in a totally different way. You want to always look at the good.  Of course, that was Wyatt.  He always wanted to see the good in everybody. He never had anything bad to say.  He was never negative about anything.  He was always very positive and very upbeat about school.  He loved school.  He wanted to be here.  He loved everybody here, and that was one thing he told me yesterday, that he loved everybody, and he wanted me to tell everybody that at the junior high and high school.   I told him I would do that, and I told him I would keep his memory alive forever.  And I will do that.  He’s inspired me to be a better person—to look at things differently.  To be probably more appreciative of things.  More caring.  And just to love life more.  That was probably just the greatest thing he will leave, to be loving and caring, and enjoy life.  He lived life to the fullest, and it’s amazing.  it didn’t matter who walked past him,  He’d be like, “Hi, Braden!  Hi, Herrin Tiger!”  And that was his place: school was his place.  He wanted to come whenever he could and as much as he could.  I don’t know what was going on in class, I don’t know what we were doing, but he got up and he stood up and said, “I got a big butt!”   And he slapped his butt.  I was like, “Oh my gosh”. So when kids say things like that, I have to write it on a post-it, so I have a post-it from forever ago and it’s on my calendar right now and it says, “I have a big butt.”  And it doesn’t say Wyatt Reed, it says Megatron, and it’s on my board.  Probably getting to know him the first time he came, he was still really, really sick.  That’s when they had taken the tumor out of his leg.  He came through the door and he was just like, “Who are you?  What are you doing?”  And I was like, “I’m Ms. Mohr.  I’m going to be your home— teacher.”  He was just so happy to be at school, even though it was after school.  But he still got to see people walk by like detention or coming out of basketball practice, and he would talk about, like, “Hey!  How are you?  I’m going to be back at school in a while.  I’ll be here next year.”  He wanted to come back to school so badly.  Another good memory was when we sat down that first day and he wanted to check his email from the junior high and Miles Burkes had emailed him, I don’t know how many months before: “Hey, buddy, I hope you’re doing okay!”  And I was just like, “oh, my gosh.  That is a true friend”. Nobody else had emailed him to say How are you but Miles.  And he was like, “oh, yeah, miles has been my friend for a while.  We have been going to school together since kindergarten.”  And I even talked to Miles about that the other day at the table, because this has been really, really hard for miles since he’s always been really, really close—like I said—to Wyatt.  We just need to be more Wyatt and look at life like he did, and love life like he did, and how he’s touched so many different people.  I just don’t want anybody to ever forget him.