Yesterday had to have been one of those days when I wondered "Why am I a teacher?" I managed to get through the day but when the day was over I was exhausted.
Some children need so much these days. You become their teacher, mother, counselor, and you really didn't sign on for all of that. I wanted to focus on the lesson at hand but it is hard sometimes when you have to get through their "stuff" so that they can move on with their day.
Today I went in to my classroom rested and ready. One of my students had written a poem for her mother. It was a Christmas present and she wanted me to type it and put a border around it. That was no problem, I realized that she may not have access to a computer at home. As I typed the poem I read it. Wow! was all I could say. Now this is the reason why I teach. Here this student is trying to find her place in the world and she realizes that in doing so it makes her mother happy and proud of her.
I don't know this student's story but I know that she is working very hard to get out of whatever situation she is in. She is proud of herself and her accomplishments. She listens and takes criticism. She is determined and dedicated to her new path in life.
Today I went in to my classroom rested and ready. One of my students had written a poem for her mother. It was a Christmas present and she wanted me to type it and put a border around it. That was no problem, I realized that she may not have access to a computer at home. As I typed the poem I read it. Wow! was all I could say. Now this is the reason why I teach. Here this student is trying to find her place in the world and she realizes that in doing so it makes her mother happy and proud of her.
I don't know this student's story but I know that she is working very hard to get out of whatever situation she is in. She is proud of herself and her accomplishments. She listens and takes criticism. She is determined and dedicated to her new path in life.
Now that I think about it her poem to her mother was also a gift to me. This student shared with me information that she didn't have to share. She trusted me enough to edit it and create a pretty package for her mother.
Now yesterday at work is simply yesterday. Today I don't feel tired and I am looking forward to my students tomorrow.
Lindar
Now yesterday at work is simply yesterday. Today I don't feel tired and I am looking forward to my students tomorrow.
Lindar
Below is the poem my student wrote for her mother.
Merry Christmas to You
This Christmas will be different
I’m out and not in trouble.
And not even double.
Came too far to turn back now.
All those years I asked “What you want for Christmas?” you said “Nothing.”
But I know deep within you, you wanted me to get out of them places and move on and stop being a butt.
Now that I’m out I feel like I have made your Christmas for this year.
Thank you for sticking by my side and riding and helping me grow.
I know this was supposed to be a Christmas poem but I couldn’t help but to let the words flow from the heart.
JOY PEACE
LOVE
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