Earlier this week, I found this blogpost , "The Forgotten Thank You" by Nicholas Provenzano. It made me realize all that my students have done for me.
These past years, my days have been filled with a lot of personal worries. When I mention worries of my sister's eyesight or struggling health, they listen. You could hear a pin drop. I'm so thankful that they care. It makes all the difference in the world to me.
Some of my students share some of the funniest stories. Some of the stories are told in front of the classroom, full of animation and giggles. Not all students have the guts to draw in an audience, and when I come across a giggle or two within their journals or writing. I smile. Most of these stories are about snowmobiles or the evil of twerking.
Not all students share everything with me, but sometimes, they really spill their guts out. Kids go through a lot. That's all I have to say about that.
I could think of many times they make me smile and bring real meaning to my life. I'm so lucky to have one of the hardest jobs in the world.