Teachers Rock!
Ok I come from a family of teachers, I am not one, only because I have so many kids. But I have a high respect for the people that teach our children, to read and write, and math and social skills, Music and ART. If my kids have done something wrong it is up to the teacher to handle it too. I let them, I don't bail them out of something they did. Sometimes it is hard, but MY kids need to learn to own their behavior. Kids that get bailed out, never learn the natural consequences in life and learn the hard way when they grow up! If their parents let them. Some never do. As the school year comes to an end . I like to show the teachers my appreciation! I went shopping today for it in fact! Then My hubby sent me this. I love it!
The dinner guests were sitting around the table discussing life. One man, a CEO, decided to explain the problem with education. He argued, "What's a kid going to learn from someone who decided his best option in life was to become a teacher?" He reminded the other dinner guests what they say about teachers: "Those who can, do. Those who can't, teach. " To stress his point he said to another guest; "You're a teacher, Bonnie. Be honest. What do you make?" Bonnie, who had a reputation for honesty and frankness replied, "You want to know what I make? (She paused for a second, then began...) "Well, I make kids work harder than they ever thought they could. I make a C+ feel like the Congressional Medal of Honor. I make kids sit through 40 minutes of class time when their parents can't make them sit for 5 without an I Pod, Game Cube or movie rental... "You want to know what I make?" (She paused again and looked at each and every person at the table.) I make kids wonder. I make them question. I make them criticize. I make them apologize and mean it. I make them have respect and take responsibility for their actions. I teach them to write and then I make them write. I make them read, read, read. I make them show all their work in math. I make my students from other countries learn everything they need to know in English while preserving their unique cultural identity.I make my classroom a place where all my students feel safe. I make my students stand to say the Pledge of Allegiance to the Flag, because we live in the United States of America. Finally, I make them understand that if they use the gifts they were given, work hard, and follow their hearts, they can succeed in life. (Bonnie paused one last time and then continued.) "Then, when people try to judge me by what I make, I can hold my head up high and pay no attention because they are ignorant... You want to know what I make? I MAKE A DIFFERENCE. What do you make?"
3 comments:
AAAAAmen! I too come from a long line of teachers. And as a matter of fact...I was one. 7, 8,AND 9th graders. Yikes, some of the hardest years of my life. Treat your teachers well, you'll never regret it.
I loved everything and it's so true! And, adults especially teachers do not get the respect they deserve. Thanks for the reminder!
That really puts things into perspective. I need to get on that.
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