During this Teachers Appreciation Week, I want to take a moment and recognize why I think teachers rock. Lyn Hilt’s post of her memories from teachers sparked this idea, along with The Teaching Channel’s week of teacher appreciation. You can follow along on Twitter with the hashtag of #TeachersRock!
I knew from the time I was five years old that I wanted to be a teacher. I played school with any doll or human I could control (my little brother understands this!). I babysat, worked summer camps, and volunteered anywhere that got me closer to that feeling of being a teacher. Along the way, I have some fond memories from school and a few wonderful teachers.
- I remember The Phantom Tollbooth and The Westing Game being read aloud and I still love both of those books today!
- I remember dissecting a frog in middle school science class.
- I remember so many orchestra, band, and choir concerts! In high school we would perform at all the local elementary schools, the mall, and a nursing home every holiday season. This one is particularly touching during a time when the Board of Education in my hometown recently voted to eliminate the music program in the high school.
- I remember performing Clifford the Big Red Dog in Spanish for an elementary school, as I was in high school Spanish, not knowing that would end up being my major in college!
- I remember going to my Spanish teacher’s house for BBQs every summer!
- I remember my tennis coach and history teacher encouraging me.
- I remember the kind, caring professor who escorted a group of us from James Madison University in Virginia to the University of Salamanca for a summer abroad.
- I remember eating dinner in the family home of the teacher with whom I did my student teaching (and feeling like such a grown up!).
- I remember the teachers who made up the Apollo team at H.H. Poole Middle School, where I got my first teaching job. Those teachers taught me so much about being a teacher, about collaboration, about teamwork, and about how incredible teaching middle school can be!
- I remember the Filipino and Spanish teachers who took me under their wing during my first year teaching in San Diego Unified.
- I remember the incredible teachers (including Monica and Yolanda!) who I was able to hire as a Vice Principal and Principal.
- I remember all the hours I spend in classrooms, observing hard-working teachers in action every day!
Teaching is a wonderful profession. Teaching is a joy! Teaching is also one of the hardest things a person can take on. It is more than a 9-5 job. It is more than a September – June obligation. It is a calling. An art. A lifetime full of meaning and dedication and commitment.
During this Teacher Appreciation Week, please thank a teacher. #TeachersRock!