We scheduled a date to meet and I went home to scour through the memory books to find a picture. While digging I found a picture of me with crimped hair and a postcard she sent to each student over Fall Break. I also stumbled upon my report card--- making progress in all subjects--- except listening and talking. No shock there! I pulled up to her house, she jumped out of the seat, offered me cookies from the best bakery in town, and we chatted for hours.
|She has aged much better than I have!|
Our conversations were overlapping between me, her, and her wonderful daughter-- all educators. After poking a little fun at this Utah debacle ...
It's easy to become overwhelmed teaching as our responsibilities extend so much further than planning lessons and include endless amounts of ________, ___________, and __________. <---- that can be whatever it is at the moment. As Teacher's we have got to take care of ourselves because everything we do all day flows from us. It doesn't matter what I know and have, if I don't respond appropriately to situations people will never know/care what is in my noggin. With my students- if I'm happy, they are happy, if I'm disorganized, they are disorganized, if I'm stressed, so are they. They respond to how I respond. What power that holds.
I was fortunate to have incredible teachers (w/ the exception of my 3rd grade teacher- I just clenched :)) for my education experience. After spending the afternoon with Mrs. Bigler I realized had I not had as many of those incredible models of response Ms. Sarah would be in a MUCH different place. Another one or two of my 3rd grade teacher could have altered my educational path in a serious way.
So THANK YOU Mrs. Bigler- your power extends far beyond the classroom. This is not because of how you taught phonics but because of your power in response in dealing with us because that's just who you were and chose to be--- which probably started with that big laugh of yours. I can only pray that I'm as feisty as you are when I retire and that my former students will come eat cookies with me.
I'll see you at Christmas. xx