Happy Birthday
Rarely in a child's education, there is a teacher that really makes a difference. Maybe rarely isn't the right word. My Pickle has been blessed with two wonderful teachers who have helped him, but this one came at the right time to hopefully reverse some of the damage done by two crummy teachers before her.
We have seen remarkable changes in this boy under her guidance: firm, but loving. She won't take his shit and he is a better kid for it. Now, he can still bat his eyes and get a little of what he wants, but not if it isn't the best thing for him. You can be assured of that.
SO, my boy was fired this morning when he tells me about 10 minutes before we're leaving that it is his remarkable teacher's birthday today. *sigh* You could have told me last night so I could have done something, I told him. I get the shrug and sorry look from him.
so, here's to you Mean Old Teacher: another year older, another year wiser and a few months from bidding adieu to the little stinkbug as you send him off to middle school armed with all you have taught him and a little more ready for it.
Thanks for all you do. Happy Birthday.
We have seen remarkable changes in this boy under her guidance: firm, but loving. She won't take his shit and he is a better kid for it. Now, he can still bat his eyes and get a little of what he wants, but not if it isn't the best thing for him. You can be assured of that.
SO, my boy was fired this morning when he tells me about 10 minutes before we're leaving that it is his remarkable teacher's birthday today. *sigh* You could have told me last night so I could have done something, I told him. I get the shrug and sorry look from him.
so, here's to you Mean Old Teacher: another year older, another year wiser and a few months from bidding adieu to the little stinkbug as you send him off to middle school armed with all you have taught him and a little more ready for it.
Thanks for all you do. Happy Birthday.
6 Comments:
At 10:52 AM, January 31, 2006,
Anonymous said…
You are very fortunate that your Pickle has such a teacher.
We had the same experience with our youngest; his elementary school "savior" came in fourth grade, with an old-school sort of guy for whom the "nurturing-their-self-esteem" crap (way too pervasive at the elementary and even the middle-school level today) was definitely secondary to his insistence that his students actually LEARN something -- their multiplication and division facts, and how to write a decent sentence. He wasn't an ogre about it, he just wouldn't let up on our son till he "got" it.
At 1:34 PM, January 31, 2006,
Uzz said…
I second her greatness! Happy B-day MOT!
At 6:51 PM, January 31, 2006,
Anonymous said…
Oh my, I am crying, that is the BEST birthday present I have ever received. I believe that with every person you meet in life you get something and you get something. I have received SO MUCH from your family and my "Pickle" . Thank you for the rose it is beautiful. I love you guys. MOT
At 10:50 AM, February 02, 2006,
North Dallas Thirty said…
M.O.T., thank you.....never has there been a job that gets so little credit for doing nothing less than shaping the future of the world, one step at a time, as do great teachers like yourself. You're a credit to your profession, your district, and humanity. THANK YOU!
At 12:14 PM, February 02, 2006,
Army of Mom said…
Well said NDT. Seldom do we ever get credit for the important things we do. People just expect us to do them. So, it is nice to recognize someone who has made a difference in our lives!
At 6:53 PM, February 02, 2006,
Anonymous said…
Thank you NDT and AOM , ny eyes are moist again MOT
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