The cycle continues. I don't know where he moved yet. I didn't even get to say goodbye--which is usually the case. I hate that about my job. Some of the kids will track me down and say goodbye when they are about to move--at which point I will pull a quarter out of their ear or give them a sticker or something and give them the ole, " be good and remember what I taught you..." speach.
Many of the kids don't even know they are moving. It just happens.