Last week was not an easy week to be a teacher. Feeling incredibly down on Tuesday morning in light of the Virginia Tech tragedy, I found an envelope on my desk when I arrived to school. Inside was a letter from a former student of mine. The letter brought me to tears as it helped me to remember that even on the most difficult days we, as teachers, do make a difference.
Here is what it said (with the student's name changed, of course):
Dear Mrs. Daniel,
You know me. It's Joe. I'm going to high school now. I am 15 now and living my life as usual. Nothing has really changed for me. I will never change and you know this.
I am writing this letter to you because I have to. But what is this about you say? Well, I have to write this to you because you are one of the teachers that I liked the most throughout my whole life of going to school. That says a lot. You always looked out for me and believed in me and never let me fail. You pushed me when I needed it the most eventhough I didn't want to do anything. You were always there for me and you always will be!
You should know by now that you have inspired me to work harder than I have before. I am actually doing my work now (all of it). I'm bringing grades that were F's up to C+'s. I listen to most of my teachers but some of them just get on my nerves but yet the work still gets done.
How has your life been since we all left? What did you name your baby? I bet you have been having fun with her. Anything new happen that I don't know about?
I hope you and your new family have a wonderful life together and I will be seeing more of you in the future.