Monday, September 3, 2007

This is why I am a teacher...

While I have promised Mr. Howardthat this blog would NOT be about teaching and my students (considering, about half of our conversations at home already revolve around that topic), I must post just one little tidbit, for I fear I won't remember it in years to come!

Last Friday as I was getting ready for my day: writing the journal prompt up on the board, straightening up the floor and computer area, re-stocking the writing center, adjusting the daily schedule, and getting the materials ready for that day...a student came in to see me. Now, granted, this student was already one of those students everyone wishes they had. She raised her hand when she had a question, she sought me out when she needed extra help, she brought in donations for kleenex when I was desperate, she thanked me everytime I brought in snack, and always volunteered to stay in at recess to file or clean or anything I asked of her. And yet, still what she did last Friday shook me to the core.

She walked into my room and very simply said "Mrs. Howard, I just wanted to come in and say thank you!" I think she could tell that I was shocked, as I truly had no response. "I wanted to say thank you because you prepared me for 6th grade." It was so simple and yet, seriously I wanted to run up to her and give her the biggest hug in the world and possibly even cry. Isn't that what all teachers pray for?!? Never in a million years did I expect that in fifth grade, a student would have the maturity and understanding to equate my teaching with her preparation for sixth grade and then ACTUALLY come in and tell me. I thought that, in perhaps 8 years (when they were in college), a student or two might come back and visit and say thanks...but for an 11 year old, it shocked me to the very core.

Of course it reminds me that no matter how frustrated I get with the curriculum I have to teach or the pacing guide that I have to stick to (even moving on to long division when they haven't mastered simple division) or the families who don't understand how hard I work (and always want me to do more), that it isn't about any of that. It's about the kids and the lives I touch.

And that one little thank you might actually get me through this upcoming year in its entirety without being bitter (although, BTSA does make me quite I can't promise anything).


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Wow, Jackie, that's beautiful. It makes you realize one can make a difference and what an impact we can have on an individual life. Thanks for sharing.

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