Disclaimer: I don't intend the following blog entry to be self-loving or to come off as conceited. I simply want to give you a glimpse into my teaching life and what means he most to me as a teacher and as a man.
As some of you know, I am the honors society adviser at my school. I've been doing this for 10 of my 12 years of teaching. One of the best part...well, THE best part, is that I get to see my former 7th graders on a regular basis (this is just for 8th graders). This was my second favorite group of students I've ever had, and I've been a ball of emotions as of late.
Last week was the induction ceremony where the students officially become members. It's a sort of mini-graduation. The students, and me, get really dressed up and it's just a really nice evening of recognition. Near the end of the ceremony, I gave a mild to completely rambling speech about how much I loved this group of students and how much I'm going to miss them. I got completely choked up. Little did I know it was just getting started, choking up-wise...as a teacher who cares about his students to the nth degree it's always so hard to see my students move on, some never to be seen again. I will do it for the twelfth time this year, and it's only gotten more difficult.
Immediately after, I had a line of at least 45 students who wanted their picture with me. It felt like the paparazzi was there, but in such a glorious way. Numerous parents came up to me, thanking me for all I've done, to tell me what an influence I've had on/inspiration to their son or daughter I've been, how I'm their son or daughter's favorite teacher, how they hear my name in their house all the time. One girl's mom came up to me and thanked me for being there for her daughter when she needed someone, both this year and last. She wine ton to say that everyone has that one teacher he/she remembers forever and that I will be that one teacher for her daughter. That's when I got really choked up. A girl's dad came up to me with tears in his eyes, telling me how much I inspired his daughter to be a better person and writer. I felt practically high from all of these unbelievably sincere and nice compliments. The evening was completely overwhelming in the best way possible. Little did I know there would be tributes, awesome comments, and pictures all over Facebook,Twiiter, and Instagram. That overwhelmed me even more.
I don't care how much money I get paid or if they quadruple my salary. It's seeing my students happy and successful and hearing that I have made an impact, have influenced, have inspired, that means more to me than anything.
And to completely change topics, here is my new iPhone case.
I hope everyone is doing well.
As some of you know, I am the honors society adviser at my school. I've been doing this for 10 of my 12 years of teaching. One of the best part...well, THE best part, is that I get to see my former 7th graders on a regular basis (this is just for 8th graders). This was my second favorite group of students I've ever had, and I've been a ball of emotions as of late.
Last week was the induction ceremony where the students officially become members. It's a sort of mini-graduation. The students, and me, get really dressed up and it's just a really nice evening of recognition. Near the end of the ceremony, I gave a mild to completely rambling speech about how much I loved this group of students and how much I'm going to miss them. I got completely choked up. Little did I know it was just getting started, choking up-wise...as a teacher who cares about his students to the nth degree it's always so hard to see my students move on, some never to be seen again. I will do it for the twelfth time this year, and it's only gotten more difficult.
Immediately after, I had a line of at least 45 students who wanted their picture with me. It felt like the paparazzi was there, but in such a glorious way. Numerous parents came up to me, thanking me for all I've done, to tell me what an influence I've had on/inspiration to their son or daughter I've been, how I'm their son or daughter's favorite teacher, how they hear my name in their house all the time. One girl's mom came up to me and thanked me for being there for her daughter when she needed someone, both this year and last. She wine ton to say that everyone has that one teacher he/she remembers forever and that I will be that one teacher for her daughter. That's when I got really choked up. A girl's dad came up to me with tears in his eyes, telling me how much I inspired his daughter to be a better person and writer. I felt practically high from all of these unbelievably sincere and nice compliments. The evening was completely overwhelming in the best way possible. Little did I know there would be tributes, awesome comments, and pictures all over Facebook,Twiiter, and Instagram. That overwhelmed me even more.
I don't care how much money I get paid or if they quadruple my salary. It's seeing my students happy and successful and hearing that I have made an impact, have influenced, have inspired, that means more to me than anything.
And to completely change topics, here is my new iPhone case.
I hope everyone is doing well.
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Very inspiring and motivational. Thanks for sharing
BTW:awesome Han Solo case!
Also, that is a freaking awesome iPhone case!