I have never been very personal on my blog about teaching but if you’ve ever chatted with me (on computer or in real life) you have gotten a little clue into how much teaching students (math in particular) means to me.
There is no question that I should be in this profession. There have been times where I have asked myself: “Maybe I care just a little too much.” But as I think about every single student I have had contact with there is no way I can live with myself if I held back on the amount of caring I have for each and every student that I encounter.
These students that come into our lives are our future. They are the ones that will be our neighbors, our engineers, our congress people, our voters, they are the future of my community, my island, my state and this country.
I feel extremely privileged to be given the opportunity to help mold our future generation. If not me, then who else? I remember reading one of Fawn Nguyen’s post that we are lucky to do this job. We are lucky to get the chance to educate some amazing human beings. Are they amazing when they come into my class? Most likely NOT! Are they better people because they’ve taken my class? DAMN STRAIGHT! But overall, am I a better person/teacher/human being because I’ve had the honor to teach them? This is a given!
Each and every student of mine knows that every move I make inside or out of the classroom is for them.
Three years ago I had the honor and privilege of having a squirrely (like all freshman are), sassy (to keep me on my toes) and yet loving and sweet boy in my class (which I will call IPA). He had that attitude towards math class that gives me my drive…..to be the best teacher I can be! Which pretty much means he hated math. Well….let’s just say it wasn’t his strength. Every lesson plan, every activity, every move I made in class was to get him (and any other similar students) to start SLOWLY changing their minds about math and learning in general. I was DETERMINED to get him to at least appreciate math for its functionality, beauty, structure, or any other awesome reason people are attracted to math. He was my drive, for the past 2 years, to be better. To look for and write better lessons, to have high expectations, to break lessons down so all students have access to the content. Without IPA (and many other students like him) there is no way I would’ve pushed myself as hard as I did. There is no way I would be as determined year after to year to write better lessons. There is no way that I would be where I am today in my profession. We all have these students. We have the hardest ones that we are pulling our hair out over but if they weren’t here where would we be. We have those students that challenge us EVERY DAY but still they are in our rooms at recess and after school and we think “I thought he hated my class and math.” We have those students who we see grow into young adults that we are proud to say “I had the privilege to be his teacher.” IPA was one of these students.
A week ago we lost IPA in a car accident and that is the reason for my overly personal post here. Since his death, I’ve been reflecting on all the great teaching moments he has given to me: toll booth conversations, math arguing, arguing about the quality of his work, arguing about him being smarter than he actually thought he was, the reason for being a better math teacher, the reason that I ultimately do this job!!!! I can’t express enough how lucky I am to have had IPA mold who I’ve become as a teacher.
As teachers we often get caught up in the politics, the power, the rigamarole of the profession. Don’t forget your reason for being here!!!! Remember that day in and day out. See your students’ faces, hear your students’ voices because one day they won’t be there any more. Be proud knowing that you gave every student everything you could offer them and more! You are the change agent! You are the lucky one that ultimately has the opportunity to mold and be molded by the future of your community, your island, your state and country.
I am proud and grateful to have had the opportunity to teach IPA and many other students like him. And I will never take that for granted! NO matter what tests, initiatives, or ratings get dumped on our profession. I am proud and honored to be a teacher of the future.
To learn, read.
To know, write.
To master, teach.