The Saturday Post
There's been a lot of talk about teachers lately, much of it unflattering, much of it directed at those teachers who are not doing their best.
If there were more teachers like Taylor Mali, the education system wouldn't be in such a sorry state, wouldn't get so much flack. Kids would be brighter, smarter, kinder.
I have faith my Megan is and will continue to be as powerful a teacher as Mr. Mali. Now she just needs to get up the nerve to attend a few poetry slams and do as Mr. Mali does here. It's pretty impressive.
Today's question:
What's one of the bigger lessons you learned from a teacher?
My answer: I learned from Mr. Martin in seventh grade that although it may sound great in your mind, it's what ends up on the page that matters most. It applies literally to my work and figuratively to everything else I do.
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Reader Comments (3)
Wow, wow, wow! That was AMAZING! Growing up in a family of teachers, I know personally it's the hardest job in the world. (Which is why I didn't become one!) Truly fabulous.
From my junior high drama teacher, Miss Duffield, I learned so much about responsibility, that others were relying on you to hold up your end of the bargain, and that you can always achieve more than you thought if you work hard enough.
What I learned from my fifth grade teacher, Mrs. Yolken, is that I too wanted to be a teacher. ;0)
I was always "smart in school" and didn't have to try too hard. When I got to college one of my professors let me know that being smart doesn't excuse laziness and sloppy thinking. It was a lesson I never forgot.