Thank a teacher for caring

By PATRICK FORD

Times Editor

 

The week of May 6-12 is National Teachers Appreciation Week, a time to salute the many men and women who spend many hours in shaping the lives of students.

Being a teacher takes a very special type of person.

I can only imagine how difficult it is to remember individual names, in addition to having to deal with many different personalities. Maintaining order and discipline is a challenge for many.

Growing up, I personally enjoyed going to school, especially when I had a teacher that truly cared about what they were teaching.

I still remember my kindergarten through fifth grade teachers by name, though most have either retired or passed on. Each instructor was different and unique, but their love of teaching is what I remember most of all.

Mrs. Hadley, my kindergarten teacher, encouraged me to take dance lessons and to even perform in front of the school.

In first grade, Mrs. Tunley, though a very strict disciplinarian, kept us enthralled as we learned how to read and write.

Keeping reins on a bunch of second graders kept Mrs. Woolsey busy, but she always made time for one-on-one interaction with students.

Words can’t adequately describe my third grade teacher Mrs. Coleman. At the time, I thought she was very mean, but as years went by, I realized she was one teacher that expected the best from each and every student, and if you made a mistake, you owned up to it and corrected it.

My fourth and fifth grade teachers, Mrs. Crutchmer and Ms. Haggard, followed that same pattern during my waning elementary school years.

As I moved to middle school, having six or seven teachers during the day was very intimidating. But, as I grew accustomed to the busy atmosphere, I started figuring out which subjects were my favorites and which ones I could really live without.

No matter what the class was, and even if I hated the subject, the teacher made it come alive or presented it in a way that I could easily digest.

During those middle school years, I was taught by some young teachers who were just starting in their careers. I remember their passion for their subjects - Mr. Robbins in social studies, Mrs. Smith in math, Mrs. Colombin in science, Mrs. Travis in Speech and Debate, Mrs. McGee in English - all of them giving their best to mold our young minds.

High school was no different. With so many students coming and going, the teachers and staff made sure learning came first. But there were still fun times and the instructors made sure we were still learning all the while.

Mrs. Helman and Ms. Patton made Spanish come alive, while Mrs. Hancock and Mr. Long taught me how to put a newspaper and yearbook together. Mr. Colombin taught me how to drive, while Mrs. Starla Walters taught me typing and keyboarding.

Mr. Frank Taylor made English class enjoyable, and though not a teacher, Mrs. Doris Lowery, the librarian, always recommended a good book to keep me occupied in my spare time.

A new generation of teachers have now moved in, but seeing how much support they received recently in their fight for more funding proves they still have the love for their job, despite obstacles.

We take the time to thank them for their dedication, not just for this week, but every day of the year.

 

 

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