It's finally here...
Today is the last day of school. It's hard to believe it is already that time, and yet, it feels like so much has happened in this past year. It's easy to imagine why the kids and teachers are so ready to be finished.
Particularly this year, I think it is important to show our teachers that we recognize how difficult this year has been and we appreciate how much they have done.
I feel blessed to have had so many wonderful teachers throughout my lifetime, at all levels. There really are too many to mention here in any meaningful way. I'm proud to have so many teachers that I would consider family and I'm proud to have teachers that I call friends. I'm especially proud to have married one.
The hours go way beyond whatever you imagine a regular school day is. The pay is far too low for what we ask of them. They cobble things together from duct-tape and baling wire to make sure they have what they need for the class. And they succeed in spite of the ridiculous tests that we ask them to prepare students for.
They do it because it is a calling. Because they know that they have the potential to reach someone. To make someone else's life better.
So go hug a teacher. Go shake their hand. If one of them truly made a difference in your life, please let them know. You cannot imagine how much it means to them.