My first year teaching I was teaching an Algebra I class and I had a co-teacher. I had no idea what I was doing and I had no idea how to work with another teacher in the same classroom. She and I became fast friends and are still the best of friends. We taught this one little girl that was just incredible. She had a learning disability, but her work ethic way more than made up for it. She would ask questions, she would come in for help, and do anything else she needed to do well. We LOVED her and came to love her mother, also. She was nothing but supportive and encouraging.
Fast forward three years and we are now at her senior year and my 4th year of teaching. I am teaching her again (after some secret finagaling to get her in my class!) and she is just as sweet and kind and hard working. She has even worked so hard that she was exited from the Exceptional Children's program because her grades were so good and she didn't seem to need the assistance anymore. Well it is now college time and she asked me if I would write a recommendation for her. I have never been so honored to be able to do something. I spent days writing this letter and even sent it to my mom and sister for them to proofread to make sure I didn't make any mistakes. I really didn't think she'd have a problem getting in anywhere, but you never know. Well she came to me yesterday morning and told me that she had gotten into UNC Charlotte, High Point University, and got an academic scholarship at Wingate. She has decided to go to UNC Charlotte to study sports medicine and I could not be more proud of her. Her mom thanked both me and my co-teacher that first year, but the credit definitely goes to that student. She overcame so much and has gotten so far. Her future looks so bright!
#2 - Hilarious:
So to set the scene, we are in class and there are some kids talking while I am trying to talk. I ask them to be quiet and we go through how it is rude to talk while I'm talking. So as I turn around to begin talking again, one of the kids in the corner begins to sharpen his pencil with the electric sharpener. I turn around and give him the death stare. The girl two rows over said, 'It's my fault, I gave it to him to sharpen.' I looked at both of them and said, 'It doesn't matter. You should have known not to stick it in there.' From the back of the room - 'That's what she said.'
Highly inappropriate. Yes. Freaking hilarious. Yes ma'am. Man do I set myself up for these things!
Thank you so much for the sweet comment that you left on my blog! Reading your words was such a bright spot in my day. I have heard so much about you from Leslie and look forward to meeting you one day, too! :)
ReplyDeleteBeing a mother is one of my biggest joys, for sure! From what I hear, you and your new hubby are AWESOME at your roles as Aunt and Uncle to Anna. (Leslie bragged all over you two!) I have no doubt that you will be great parents one day!
Thanks for taking the time to read about my family! I'm happy to have you as a new blog buddy. :)
P.S. "That's what she said." Hysterical! I'm sure that your students keep you laughing!