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What I Wish My Students Knew

Today is teacher appreciation day. I could sit for hours and talk about “every thing wrong with education,” or “kids now a days have xy and z wrong with them,” and so many other topics. But today, I want to talk about what I wish my students knew.

  • Whether I had you as a student for a day, or for a whole year, YOU MATTER.
  • I’ve spent countless hours lesson planning, and often times, I get excited knowing certain students will excel with one project, or another will be pushed out of their comfort zone. It’s not just about knowing information, but that path that leads you to it.
  • I cry for you. Whether your home life sucks, you’re struggling with depression, and everything in between- you aren’t just students; you’re my kids, and it’s nearly impossible not to let emotions happen.
  • Every one of you is capable of success. Whether you believe it or not, regardless of what any other teacher has told you or treated you, it’s true. Whether your family “has money” or you come from the poorest city in the state, YOU CAN DO GREAT THINGS. I will always believe in your abilities.
  • I pray for you. Maybe not every day. Maybe not always individually. But I’ll see a book, or a quote, or something I know you liked, and I’ll think of you and say a prayer that you’re doing well.
  • I love your successes, no matter how small. Whether it’s understanding when to use a comma, doing well on a test you studied your butt off for, finding the perfect dress for prom, cutting time on your sprint, or getting into the college of your dreams- I will always celebrate along with you.
  • I lose sleep thinking about you. Are you getting the help you need? Does your new teacher know why you have bad days? Did you have dinner tonight? How can I help you be successful? Did I do enough?
  • Whether I had you in 9th grade or 11th, 6 months ago, or 5 years ago, I am always here as a support, a resource, or reference.
  • I save all of the doodles and goodies you’ve ever given me as if my own biological child gave them to me.

I love all of you. It might be a little, it might be a lot, you might drive me crazy, we might be “close,” but not matter what, you have a spot in my heart.

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