The one shining beacon, the one glimmer of hope in my career nowadays, has often been the evening school classes I teach. No, it is not a fancy salary position. No, I do not get dental or health insurance.
Oh, how they make me proud. And yes, sometimes they make me scream. But they make me laugh, and they make me want to be a better teacher. They challenge me to think beyond anything that any M.A. class ever taught me, and, they make me want to be a better teacher. Because of them, I am forever the student as well, for just as I teach them, they teach me as well.
I just received word that they all passed their state exams…Oh how you all have made me proud.
To my students, my “kids” –
You have made me so proud. Thank you.