After today, I'm tempted to changed the title of my "Daley Laugh" to "Daley Laugh and Some Sentiments". For those of you who don't know how this school year began for me...let's just say that I was ready to quit teaching completely by October. Let's just say I went through 3 big changes in a matter of just 6 weeks! And I'm only speaking about the 2009-2010 school year. It was rough. Like I said yesterday, I've been giving my career path some serious thought. Well yesterday, the kids reminded me of why I decided to teach.
Today, I started off the day praying that I would not go postal. It was a bad day. Towards the end of the day, I received something that made me a little misty eyed and I was truly touched. Before I go into what made me feel that way, I must give you some background knowledge.
In the beginning of the school year, I was slated to teach second grade. Due to some unforeseen circumstances within the building I was asked to take over the 4th grade the day before school started. Yes...that's what I said. I got used to the idea of teaching 4th grade right away and I was actually excited. I really wanted to work with the incoming 4th graders. Since I was asked to move to the 4th grade, the 2nd grade class I was slated to have was without a teacher. Unfortunately, they had to start the school year with a substitute.
Well...6 weeks into the school year, I am informed that I must go back to second grade. The class was in a disarray and they needed a "seasoned teacher" to go in and put it back together (Or so I was told.). The logic behind this decision made no sense, but I am low on the totem pole...I'm just a classroom teacher. What do I know? Well, needless to say, I was VERY UPSET. I had already formed a bond with some of the children and did not want to leave them. Of course, I didn't have a choice and I was back in the second grade.
Today the 4th graders I originally had were given a Writing assignment by their teacher and she sent it to me. She told me I would appreciate it. The assignment was to write about their worst memory of fourth grade. I learned today that you never know what impact you have on a child's life. They always remember the tiniest gesture (whether it be positive or negative). I'm going to share this child's response with you. It brought a little tear to my eye and as I am typing this...I'm getting a little teary eyed. Soooooo...here it goes!
The worst memory of this school year is when Ms. Daley left our class. It was the worst memory because Ms. Daley was the best teacher that I ever had. She was really nice and she treated us like we were her kids. We never had a problem with her. Ms. Daley is the first teacher that the whole class was respectful to. If you have the chance to meet her, you'd love her just like me. Ms. Daley will probably work in 5th grade. If she does, I will be so happy. I will be her teacher's helper, assistant, best student and help her with passing out paper and pencils. I love you, Ms. Daley!!!!
After reading that I was so touched. I was speechless and it actually made my day. I guess this is my path in life. It's where I'm supposed to be. I never dreamed of having such an effect on a child and must say that I am so touched to know that this child feels this way about me.
That's all for today...thanks for sharing in my moment.
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