I have had the opportunity to help out in Katie's class the past few weeks. It has been a very exhausting and enlightening experience. I have been impressed to say the least. I cant adequately express my feelings, but I am so grateful for teachers that put their heart into their job.
To the teacher who
spends their weekends preparing, their own money for supplies and their extra time listening to parents complaints
picks up pieces of paper, pieces of food and pieces of "I'm not sure what that is" off the floor at the end of the day
comes early, stays late and misses lunch to sit in on a planning meeting
has trainings with expectations, deadlines to meet, while still having children to reach
dives in to the inner city school without a knowledge of the main language of 70% of the population
deciphers between the kid who is about to wet his pants and the kid who is just faking it
cleans up throw up, bloody noses, bloody knees, ties shoes, fixes hair, and wipes tears
jumps for joy at the beginning of the day and sighs with relief at the end
gives hugs, encouragement and guidance
pulls apart fights, pulls out their own hair and pulls off miracles
cries tears of frustration, exhaustion and gratitude all on the same day
To the teachers who are home for the night, recovering from a long week and prepping for another,
THANK YOU! What you do is important!
From a mom who has no clue what your job is like but is so amazed at how you accomplish it and very grateful.
