As many of you know, I resigned from teaching almost a year ago and I have never been happier. I am a full time photographer now and I love it.
I am writing this blog today because for many of you, Spring Break is coming to a close and tomorrow is the return to another week at school. I am not saying teaching was all bad; it is cheesy but most of the students make the job tolerable. I stress the word most.
To all the teachers, paras, support staff, I want you to know that I see you.
I see you coming into school early in the morning to make sure that your lesson plans are ready.
I see you coming in early to make sure your room is ready for your students.
I see you busting ass throughout the day, in which there is never enough time for it all.
I see you ‘writing’ out a week of lessons while you are on your way to work.
I see you holding your pee after your third cup of coffee which on some days, coffee is the only thing getting you through.
I see you taking a small bite of your sandwich because between cleaning up from your last class and getting ready for your next one, a small bite is all you have time for right now.
I see you keeping a close eye and a close ear on the kid that may be getting bullied.
I see you keeping an eye on that at risk student and doing anything you can to connect with that child. Yup, all of a sudden you like rap music and the WWE.
I see you wiping away the tears of the student who just got dumped by their boyfriend or girlfriend.
I see you sharing lunch with the child that doesn’t have a lunch packed.
I see you talking to the gay kid in the corner who just wasn’t accepted by their parents.
I see you telling the child who failed the test that not all students are good test takers and they will get it next time.
I see you talking to the teenager who is afraid she is pregnant.
I see you trying to make those deadlines that never seem to go away.
I see you struggling to make ends meet- teachers have summers off but you work two jobs.
I see you coming home from a long day of work only to start your next job of being a parent to your own kid.
I see you making lesson plans long into the night.
I see you waking up in the middle of the night because you are worried about that one student.
I see you waking up when that alarm goes off just to do it all again because you are someone to somebody.
Until next time,
Not all heroes wear capes; some carry a lesson plan