Today was my DS' last day at the school he's attended since the age of 3. He's had a particularly tough year, for various reasons, and he wanted to give the staff who he felt supported him the most little gifts - three of which were made between us, and an orchid for the school's office staff (who, have been brilliant with him and have gone out of their way to help him).
He didn't want to give one of his two teachers a gift, however. Because, as it turns out, she has mocked and ridiculed him in class, often brings her own toddler DC into the school classroom (and, naturally, her attention is, as a mother, then more focused upon her child than the pupils she's being paid to teach), and called him a liar when he had a particularly bad migraine (apparently children don't get migraines...). I only wish he'd told me about this before our arrival home this afternoon, as I could/would have done something about it.
Now, I'm not happy about his passive aggressive "well, I'll gift one of my teachers, but not the other one", but I respected his choices (and understood them, actually) and we've worked together to provide small tokens of our joint appreciation for those who actually supported, and helped, and taught him, which we hope that they will like (the school office staff were in tears - as was I - when he handed over their gift and said that he'd wanted to gift them something that would last forever, and he's under strict instructions to go back and visit them!).
Generally, though, we don't do teachers gifts. I also don't remember my teachers ever getting gifts at the end of the school year, and I'm 40. This year, though, was different.