For All the Teachers…

After the day I’ve had, I have a few things on my mind.

This blog is for all the teachers, all the parents whose children do or will ever attend school, all the people who know teachers, all the people who are friends of, parents of, siblings of, neighbours of or acquainted with teachers. Basically, if you are a member of the human race, this is for you.

So read it.
Get it.
Remember it.

Rumour has it that there are two types of teachers: the kind that put in a lot of time and really put their hearts into their work and the kind who are just there to make a pay cheque. But the truth is that I don’t really know any teachers who fall into the second category, mostly because no one in their right mind would ever be a teacher just to make a buck. They would never last.

Every teacher I know fits into that first category. To say that they “put their hearts” into their work is a vast understatement. Let me tell you about all the teachers I work with now or have worked with in Small Town Ontario.

These teachers work their butts off.
They come early and stay late.
They put more time into arranging their classrooms than their living rooms.
They eat standing up or over top of their lesson plans. If they do make it down to the staff room the conversation is 95% work related.
They spend hours of time on evenings and weekends marking, planning, Pinterest-ing (is that a word now?) ideas, and thinking of new ways to engage the children in their classes.
They spend their own money on supplies. A lot of money.
They think, dream, breathe, and sweat teaching.
Their hearts ache when the year is over and their students, their children, move onwards and upwards.
Their hearts swell and their eyes well when they see that figurative lightbulb light up above a child’s head. That “aha” moment, whether it is finally learning how to print their first name or solving the quadratic equation, never, EVER gets old.
On school days they spend more time with their students than their own children.
They care more for their students than those students’ parents could ever know.
They often feel personally responsible when a student doesn’t quite “get it”, but rarely take the credit when students do.
They want parents to know how much work goes into educating their child but would never, could never really tell them.

They want to be appreciated and respected.

I’ve had a day.
I’ve had much worse and I’ve had much better but still, if I could put this day back in the pack and draw another one I probably would. It was the kind of day where I’m always feeling just one step behind and not quite good enough. It was the kind of day where I wish I felt as confident as I pretended to be. It was the kind of day where I wish I could cover up the heart on my sleeve. It was the kind of day where a hug from a 6 year old went a very long way.

And so friends, family, and random people who have stumbled upon this blog, if you don’t mind taking a little pearl from these self-indulgent but ever-so-cathartic ramblings, please take this:
Teachers care more than you will ever know. So if you are ever tempted to throw a comment here or a little joke there, just keep that in the back of your mind.

Your words and actions have power.
And they sting.

And now back to your regularly scheduled program…



  • Sorry to hear you had a rough day. Hope next week will be better!

  • This is so true! Unless you are a teacher or the spouse of a teacher it is hard to truly know all the hard work that goes into a day plan. I am not a full time teacher but an occasional teacher and when I teach those kids for that day I look at them like they are MY kids. If they get hurt I want to make them feel better, if they are struggling I want to help them succeed, and if they are having a bad day I want to make them smile. We don't ask our students to be perfect so why should parents expect us to be perfect. We all have good days, we all have bad days, and we all make mustakes. That is what makes us human.

    Just remember… "Do unto Otters as you would have otters do unto you!" LOL (love this book)oh and my second quote for the day is "If you don't have anything nice to say don't say anything at all"

  • So true. I hate the "must be so hard with the summers and holidays off" they dont know u spend half your summer working on school stuff. I force myself not do anything school related in July, but once August hits school work begins again. And don't get me started on the supplies. only a teachers favourite store could be the dollar stores where spending $50 is just the start.

    Sorry to hear ur day went so bad. Be glad on those days you teach kindergarten. They alqays can make the day better. 🙂 miss those little onws on days like that. Hugs from me.

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