Thursday, July 5, 2012
Teachers Have Heart....and Maybe a Tattoo or Two
Continuing with Teaching Blog Addict's Blog Hop Party...today I am posting about what teaching means to me.
As a 2nd grader, I had the most wonderful teacher, Mrs. O'Neal! Loved my teacher. Loved my class; we learned about the Mayflower, and butterflies. My grandma died early in the school year, and we moved into her house, which meant I also had to change schools. I was so so sad! But Mrs. O'Neal gave me her address and I wrote to here every week. I have no idea what I wrote in these letters, but I do remember learning how to spell new words and then couldn't wait to use them in a letter. Decided and vacation are two words I specifically being excited about:-) Anyway at my new school, I did not love my class and I did not love my teacher. She used the word lavatory instead of bathroom (only I didn't know what lavatory meant, since I missed that part of the year) I could not figure out why people were asking to go to a science all the time. I felt so dumb when I finally figured it out. We switched for reading and that was the only part of the day I remember looking forward to. That teacher retired the next year. (And all the rest of my elementary teachers were lovely...though Mrs. O'Neal will always have a special place.)
I knew from the age of seven that I wanted to grow up and become a teacher. Hopefully I help 28, or 32, or 24 (whatever the number be) kids each year, experience a little bit of Mrs. O'Neal and prevent what I experienced at my new school's 2nd grade class.
Two of my tattoos express what teaching means to me.
The first four definitions are all about celebrating a passage of time.
First, it has to do with rejoicing and celebrating. Learning about new things and each other should be cause for celebration. Second, the word is used as part of a Jewish Celebration, from the Old Testament. "Year of Jubilee." During this year, debts were considered cleared, land was returned to original owners...etc. Everything was given a fresh and clean start. While the Biblical application of debts and land does not have anything to do with teaching the fresh start does. Teaching means that every day is a new day. A new opportunity to fix a problem, help a student, redo a lesson, learn and move on. Nobody comes with a blank slate, but being a teacher means I can help write positive messages into the social, emotional, and academic slates of my students, when they might not get it anywhere else.
With students and myself I always want to be reminded to seek them out, no matter how dim or bright the lightbulb moment actually is....
For more teachers sporting rocking tattoos (whether they apply to teaching or not) check out Mr. B's Linky Party.