Appreciated!

Here is my latest TOOT. If you are a teacher....and you taught my child this year....then you are the recipient of this lovely little ditty, for teacher appreciation week.

We don't give enough credit sometimes to the sacrifices our teacher's make. They are grossly underpaid, and most of them, are fully committed to the success of our children.

Here is one of the many reason's I love teachers........

I am bringing you back with me to the third grade. My teacher was Mrs. Michaels......young, beautiful. She had an assistant, named Mrs. Thomas....also beautiful, also young, pregnant.

We had been learning about the Mayflower, pilgrims, Thanksgiving. I grew up with a single mom, we did not have a lot of money....I didn't really feel sorry for myself, just the way it was...plain and simple. So, often we went without some things.

It was a big celebration we were having with the other third grade classes, opening the dividers, we were going to have ourselves our own Thanksgiving, like had been shared with the Pilgrims, and Native Americans. Each student was asked to bring an item to share, large enough for 12 students. Sadness.......I asked, and it just wasn't an option. I didn't have the heart to tell my beautiful teacher I wouldn't be bringing anything, so.......I didn't. I just hoped to blend in....go unnoticed.

Then the announcements began......

"Thank you so much Shawna, for sharing with us this bread."

Then another...

"Thank you so much Carl for sharing with us these grapes."

This continued on down, with each child beaming at their thanks....and the item they brought.

Tears.....and sadness were about to overtake me.......

I wonder if I could throw up......and go to the nurse.......

Then....my beautiful, kind, amazing teacher held up a bag of oranges, and announced....

"Thank you So Dak for sharing with us these oranges."

I thought I would die of adoration........She connected eyes with me, and that was it.....we never spoke of it.

I moved to a new town one month later. I moved 14 more times before I graduated from High School.

I NEVER forgot Mrs. Michaels.

I looked Mrs. Michaels up when I was about to graduate from High School, I wanted her to know what she meant to me, and let her know I had made it all the way. She was pretty easy to find, she was still teaching at the same school.

Would you believe.......she came to see me graduate......what an outstanding individual....THAT is one of the many reasons I try to appreciate teachers every chance I get.

Don't ever forgot how important you can be to a child, we are all teachers.....just take a second to notice.

Happy Mother's Day.