Friday, February 1, 2008 - More than just yesterday's teacher...
 We've been back at school for three days now, the kids and I, and the grade's looking like it's going to be another winner. Nothing to complain about here. But more on them a little later. No doubt they'll give me plenty of material to put up here throughout the year. Instead, I'm going to ramble on about two kids in particular, both of which haven't been in my grade for more than one and two years, respectively. Today they managed, in a quick thirty second conversation as I passed one of them in the yard, to show me how significant I still am to them. No longer am I just the teacher they had fun with back in grade three or four. I'm somebody that's still important enough that they think it imperative that I'm still actively involved with their lives.
Here we go.
They're both now starting grade six. I taught one back in grade three, and the other in grade four. Both are fantastic kids and brilliant people. If I had a top five, they'd be fighting for top spot. One of them, unfortunately, had to transfer schools for this year, but that hasn't stopped them.
I watched these two play basketball all of last year. The first feller I've actually been watching since half way through grade three, about two and a half years now. At the end of last year, they won their first premiership, and even invited me as the 'number one ticket holder' to join their breakup pool party the following weekend. There was no way I was going to miss that, and to be honest, it's probably the best day I've had in my entire career. You get to know the kids at school, but very rarely are you given the privilege of getting to know them outside of that environment. That day I realised they were even better people than I first thought.
This year though, they had to join a team from another school as there were no other teams from here in their age group. That means a different weeknight than usual. These two have managed though to still get a message to me today concerning this year's basketball.
I was heading across the yard to have a recess break in the classroom when he ran up with a huge grin. Turns out the young feller who's now at another school had found out when they were to play and spent most of the weekend trying to ring the other young feller to tell him the time. Once they both knew, the next step was for the second kid to make sure he let me know.
Yep. They're playing for another team, but I seem to be important enough that they needed to make sure I was there to watch them.
Not just an old teacher from a few years ago. Not just yesterday's hero.
It's the little thoughtful things like this kids do from time to time that make everything worthwhile.
You know where I'm going to be Tuesday afternoons now, eh?
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Saturday, February 2, 2008 - kids |
| Posted by Anonymous |
How sweet that they want you to be there, and how wonderful that you will be.
~Cindy |
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Sunday, February 3, 2008 - Untitled Comment |
| Posted by Mr V |
Next week and every week I can manage.
When the kid first asked me three years ago to come and watch, I told him 'mate, I don't like basketball'.
He knew me too well already because he just answered 'yeah, but you like me'.
Been watching it ever since... |
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Sunday, February 3, 2008 - Untitled Comment |
| Posted by t-n-t |
| Haha regarding your comment, I checked 2 bagger on urbandictionary.com, they had 3 definitions and the one with the highest votes was the one I wrote on my blog.... the one u mentioned was 3rd ranked I think, and the 2nd was putting the bag over the dog's head so he doesn't lose respect for u...lol |
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