The Ability Of A Note

In uncomplicated schoolhouse in addition to middle school, my teachers loved to accept us write poems close ourselves.  They would give us templates, in addition to nosotros would accept to fill upward inwards the templates amongst adjectives to depict ourselves.  I hated these assignments because I could never come upward up amongst adjectives to depict myself on my own.  I normally ended upward enlisting the aid of my mom in addition to sis to write these poems.  Usually, these poems ended upward focusing on the fact that I was shy, quiet, kind, thoughtful, intelligent, honest, etc.  There were a lot of words I never fifty-fifty considered.  A lot of times, I focused to a greater extent than on what I wasn't than what I was.  I dreamed of existence to a greater extent than outgoing.  I dreamed of having to a greater extent than of an influence.  But, nobody would accept ever known that from my actions.  I never spoke up.  I never wanted to move the centre of attention.  I hated it when people said I was "smart."  In fact, I would struggle amongst them.  "I'm non smart.  I only operate hard.  Anybody could accomplish what I accept done if they worked hard."  My destination was to blend in, to tally in.

There are words I never would accept chosen for myself.  Powerful is i that comes to mind.  Confident is another.

In our teacher's lounge/workroom, at that spot is a poster that I reckon every fourth dimension I drib dead to brand a copy.  It shouts: "Somebody Needs You!"  And, it features a quote from Larry Bell: "On your worst twenty-four hr menses on the job, you lot are yet some child's best hope."

Somebody Needs You! Poster

I accept the might to alter a student's life.  Let me rephrase that.  I accept the might to alter a student's day, to brand it ameliorate or worse.  And, the amount of those days forms a students' life.  So, my every conclusion changes lives.  I learn inwards a small, rural schoolhouse district, but, amongst the exception of gangs, nosotros human face upward most of the same obstacles faced yesteryear inner-city schools.  Drugs.  Lack of parental involvement.  Students living amongst in addition to existence raised yesteryear people who aren't fifty-fifty related to them.  Most of their parents didn't drib dead to college.  Many didn't fifty-fifty graduate from high school.  Many students accept i or both of their parents incarcerated.  I sit down inwards meetings, in addition to I take heed the heartbreaking stories of the things they accept had to drib dead through.  Abuse.  Abandonment.  Things I could never imagine going through.

And, it hurts.  I desire to move able to alter things for them.  But, I can't erase their pasts.  And, I can't alter the situations they honor themselves inwards currently.  I larn overwhelmed yesteryear all that I can't do.  Sometimes I forget that at that spot are things I tin do.  They are pocket-size things.  But, they are powerful things.

Lately, I've been finding myself writing a lot of notes.  It started after my birthday.  I wrote a brusk give thank you lot you regime notation to all of the students who brought me cake or cupcakes or a card.  These give thank you lot you notes were meant to move a individual thing, a pocket-size token of my gratitude.  But, they were a bigger thing to my students than I realized.  To me, it was only a note.  To my students, it was tangible proof of their worth in addition to value.  I mentioned something to our special ed instructor i twenty-four hr menses close i of her students surprising me amongst a gift.  She replied, "I know.  She was in addition to hence proud of that give thank you lot you regime notation you lot wrote her.  She had to present it to me."

Then, Christmas came.  Christmas gifts from students meant to a greater extent than give thank you lot you notes.  After all, my mom raised me to ship a give thank you lot you regime notation after receiving whatsoever gift.  I passed out give thank you lot you notes.  And, I had students thanking me for their give thank you lot you notes.  "Your regime notation almost made me cry.  I'm going to drib dead along it forever."  When I heard this, I felt bad.  I couldn't accept told you lot what I had written inwards the note.  To me, it was only a note; I was fulfilling a societal expectation.  To them, it was in addition to hence much more.

While my students were taking semester tests, I laid out to write some Christmas cards.  One pupil stayed after schoolhouse to operate on bringing his degree upward to passing.  He saw my pile of Christmas cards that I had written to diverse identify unit of measurement members, friends from college, in addition to people from church.  Unashamedly, he asked me where his Christmas bill of fare was.  I tried non to deed shocked.  "Would you lot similar me to write you lot a Christmas card?"  He replied amongst a simple, "Yes."  Then, he stood at my desk in addition to waited piece I removed a bill of fare from the box in addition to wrote a brusk note.  I wrote the note, stuffed the bill of fare inwards the envelope, in addition to scrawled his call on the outside.  I handed it to him, in addition to he walked away, satisfied.

H5N1 twenty-four hr menses or ii later, I was i time once to a greater extent than talking to the special ed teacher.  We were going through the listing of IEP students inwards my classes in addition to their electrical flow grades.  When the conversation turned to the pupil who had been working inwards my room after school, the instructor told me how overnice it had been of me to write him a card.  "He's been carrying that bill of fare only about inwards his bag all twenty-four hr menses in addition to showing it to everybody!  He's in addition to hence proud of it!"  I filled her inwards on only how he came to accept a Christmas bill of fare from me inwards his possession.

To me, if I had to enquire somebody to write me a card, it would diminish the value of it.  But, I forget that I grew upward inwards a dissimilar basis than most of my students.  I grew upward amongst ii parents who are yet married to each other to this day.  I grew up, surrounded yesteryear people who told me how much I mattered to them.  I never doubted that I was loved in addition to would move cared for.  I never wondered where my side yesteryear side repast would come upward from or who would alternative me upward from schoolhouse that day.  I had a life of constancy.  I had a life of stability.  I had a back upward organization that I felt similar I could really depend on.  These are luxuries that many of my students lack.  I didn't demand a slice of newspaper to remind me that I was valued.  But, what if my life didn't facial expression the agency it did?  I tin imagine that having something tangible to agree onto would move a most meaningful thing.

Notecards from Target

Most recently, Valentine's Day brought the chance to write to a greater extent than give thank you lot you notes.  I wrote cards to the 3 students who got me candy.  But, I didn't halt at that spot this time.  I wrote a regime notation to a pupil who oft comes inwards during her costless menses to aid straighten upward my classroom.  I wrote a regime notation of thank you lot to a pupil who stepped upward in addition to led the shape when a fluke left me inwards a coming together in addition to my shape without a sub.

Thank You Stamp

These notes damage me niggling to write.  I purchase packs of 8-10 cards for a dollar at Target or Dollar Tree.  I picked upward a cute "Thank You" postage stamp this summertime from the Dollar Spot at Target.  But, yesteryear now, I know only how much these notes hateful to my students.  As I was passing out some of these most recent give thank you lot you notes, i of my students questioned me: "Where's my note?  Why don't I accept a regime notation inwards the pile?  You should write me a note!"  I wasn't prepared for this question/demand.  This pupil is an specially sweetness one.  She oft comes inwards my room earlier schoolhouse or at tiffin to only talk.  She is e'er leaving me sweetness notes on the board, thanking me for existence her teacher.  Why shouldn't I write her a give thank you lot you note?

Note From H5N1 Student

So, I sat downwardly in addition to penned her a note.  I also penned a regime notation to the other daughter who was sitting inwards my room at the time.  She oft arrives early on in addition to comes to hang out inwards my room.  We verbalize close movies in addition to the best youtube videos.  She tells me close getting her nails or pilus done.  It's null deep, but I honey that she feels similar I am someone she tin verbalize to.  The bell rang to root the twenty-four hr menses earlier I could give either pupil their note.  I gave i pupil her regime notation when she came into my room for lunch.  She excitedly read it in addition to thanked me for her give thank you lot you note.  I didn't larn a run a hazard to give my regime notation to the pupil who had requested i until that afternoon when I had her inwards class.  After reading her note, she came upward behind me, smiled, in addition to said "Thanks!  I honey you, too, Ms. Hagan!"    

Why accept I focused in addition to hence long on the things I can't alter for my students instead of things I tin do?  Maybe it's the math instructor within of me.  I reckon the problems they face.  I reckon what niggling I tin do.  The inequality is apparent.  The problems my students human face upward > What niggling I tin do.  That's no excuse, though.  If I tin practise something, no thing how little, I demand to move doing it.  I demand to facial expression at the inequality similar this: The problems my students human face upward > What niggling I tin practise > Zero/Nothing.  A positive departure is just that.  It's positive.  It's greater than zero.

As this schoolhouse yr starts to air current to a close, I desire to brand certain every pupil gets at to the lowest degree i handwritten regime notation from me.  Will some throw them away without a minute thought?  Certainly.  Will some give thank you lot me profusely?  Yes.  And, I'll likely never larn quite used to existence thanked for a give thank you lot you note.  I'll never know the truthful bear upon of these notes.  But, I'm non going to permit that halt me.  These students deserve this much from me.  They deserve to move reminded that someone cares.  They deserve something tangible that communicates the fact that they matter.

I'm inspired yesteryear Rebecka Peterson's recent post on One Good Thing.  Every Friday, students are allowed to write her letters close anything they wish.  On Mondays, she presents them amongst a missive of the alphabet inwards response.  How simple in addition to yet amazing is this idea?  How many students practise I accept who would write something inwards a missive of the alphabet that they would never move brave plenty to enquire me inwards person?  So much of my fourth dimension is spent managing the students who are loud, the students who misbehave.  I cease upward missing forming connections amongst the students who are quiet, who e'er practise their work, who never enquire questions.  They sideslip through the cracks, in addition to this is non okay.

I realize this schoolhouse yr is almost over, but I'm going to give this a try.  Next year, I desire a mailbox to laid yesteryear my desk.  I desire a physical reminder to students that they tin verbalize to me close anything.  If they're also scared or shy to verbalize to me close it inwards person, they tin write me a letter.  And, I'll write them back.  I honey opening my mailbox to honor a missive of the alphabet or a card.  I recollect all of us do.  

If I was to write a poesy form close myself now-a-days, it would likely differ vastly from the ones I wrote inwards school.  Adjectives that come upward to mind?  Teacher.  Life-impacter.  World-changer.  Difference-maker.  Inspiring.  Powerful.

I accept no doubt.  I am inwards the right profession.  This profession has empowered me to larn the someone I e'er knew I was meant to be.  From hither on out, I'm going to laid out to non entirely changes the adjectives that come upward to heed when I recollect of myself, but I'm going to alter the adjectives that come upward to my students' minds when they recollect of themselves, too.

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