I recently read
an article by Brad Meltzer on what he considers to be his best
teacher. He wrote that it wasn’t the Robin Williams type in Dead Poets
Society nor was it the no-nonsense Joe Clark type as portrayed by Morgan
Freeman in Lean On Me. No, his favorite teacher and that one that
he attributes his success impacted him by simply telling him that he was
good at something. He was a transfer student as a freshman to a new
school. Ms. Spicer discovered quickly that this boy could write
extremely well. There was no room in the English Honors class (imagine
that) so placing him there wasn’t possible. So she kept him in her class,
told him to ignore the regular class assignments and to concentrate on the
honors level work that she retrieved down the hall. Ten years later, he handed
her his first book and said, “I wrote this for you.” At the time, Ms.
Spicer was considering retirement because she felt like she wasn’t having
enough of an impact on her students. Thirteen years later, she
really did retire. A whole bunch of kids were treated to this quality
person in that time span. Her retirement speech included this, “For
those of you complaining that kids have changed and that it’s harder to teach
these days…Do not give up on these kids!” Brad
Meltzer realized that night that he would forever be her student.
Who was your
favorite teacher? In this season of Thanksgiving, I
suggest letting them know that. What did he/she do to become your
favorite? I bet that having a good relationship with them has
something to do with this ranking. Perhaps they told you that you were
good at something. That spurred you on. Maybe you are choosing
this person as your favorite teacher because they challenged you every
single day to get better. At that time, you probably didn’t like that,
but in the rear view mirror you have become thankful for that daily push.
I doubt that you would choose the teacher who never challenged you, never
engaged you, never questioned you, never wanted to develop a good relationship
with you, and when it comes down to it – never really taught you much of
anything. Two years ago, I wrote a letter to my 6th grade
teacher. I had not talked to her since 1970. Miss Sexton was
pretty intense. She was no nonsense. She challenged me. She made
me think. She never let me off of the hook. She
corrected my poor English with some well-placed expectations of what was
acceptable along with some well-timed pats on the back. She was
tough…on the surface. She did want that good relationship with her
students and she accomplished that. She made her classroom
a place that I learned I needed to be and, in time, a place where I wanted to
be. Here’s my challenge to you: take a few minutes and send a handwritten letter to your
favorite teacher. Tell him/her what you are doing now and the impact they
had on this. You will make their day. He or she
probably made yours many times over. Happy Thanksgiving!
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