Today was the last day of school for my senior economics students. During 5th period, many students gave me hugs goodbye as they left my classroom for the last time. Then I left my classroom to use the restroom as most teachers do between classes. When I returned, I sat down at my desk to take roll for 6th period. There on my desk was a note that said,
"....Thank you for emailing my parents. Thank you for never giving up on me. Thank you for actually caring. I haven't met a teacher who cared as much as you do in a long time. I just wanted to let you know how much I appreciate it. Not only have you given me good advice for life, but you have also taught me a lesson the hard way."
This student was not a challenge behaviorally. In fact he was a nice, fairly quiet student. He was very late in turning in many assignments and was failing and in danger of not graduating just a few weeks ago. Now he is passing my class and will graduate on Thursday night.
His note brought tears to my eyes. This is why I can continue to return to the classroom year after year despite attacks on my profession, larger and larger class sizes and cuts to my pay check. This is why I teach.
