Last Thursday I got four messages from my former student “Laura” whose first message started “Call me back! *giggles*” then “Why won’t you call me back?” and then “If you don’t want to call me back, you don’t have to… *sniffle* *sniffle* *click*” So I visited them…. Do you remember how it felt seeing your teacher unexpectedly? Like at the mall or a restaurant? I remember running into my elementary school principal at K-Mart with my parents. I still remember my shock. Friday, I had deja vu with me on the other side. They gasped, they blinked twice, and then came running. The best group hug ever….Teaching is a one year project whose results realize fruition or failure years later but when I saw “Laura” and “Kelly” clutching Roald Dahl books that I read them last year, excitedly telling me other books by him they’d read, I felt a strange sort of high that maybe I had provided them with, albeit a tiny, stepping stone.
“A great teacher has little external history to record. His life goes over into other lives. These men are pillars in the intimate structure of our schools. They are more essential than its stones or beams, and they will continue to be a kindling force and a revealing power in our lives”- Emperor’s Club