Wednesday, November 23, 2011
On Monday evening my favorite high school teacher was hit by a car, and died. Now I haven't been in high school for 40 years, but I still feel like I lost my second mom. Sr. Virginia was the kind of teacher who expected you to do your best simply because that's what people should do. She had a dry sense of humor, sometimes a little cutting, but a heart of gold. For the past 40 years I received a birthday card from her without fail. I could go on, but I have to get out of my jammies and go to work.
My point, aside from sharing my grief, is to simply say to those of you who teach, bless you. You have a hard job, and a job that is life-shaping for every child you encounter. What an amazing responsibility, and opportunity. Thank you for choosing to teach.