Teachbad and Student: A Moment
After my interview on WAMU/NPR, I heard from a number of former students. This is the first one I got:
Hi Mr Gwynn,
I’m not entirely sure if you remember me, but I was a former student of yours. So this morning, I was in the car on my way to work listening to NPR as usual and to my surprise I heard your name and I immediately recognized you as my awesome and definitely memorable high school history teacher. I commanded everybody in the car to be silent because I just had to hear what you had to say. I don’t know if this means anything to you but I am so thoroughly impressed by you. I had never heard of your blog until this morning and I honestly cannot stop reading it ( I probably should though before I get fired lol). The things you say are so interesting and I find myself reading it in your unmistakable voice. Well I just thought that you should know that you have just earned a major fan and I am so beyond proud to claim you as my former teacher. You are one of the few who I can really say have had not only a positive influence on me but a memorable one as well and I really appreciate you for being and amazing educator. I will always remember you as the king of Saratoga!
If you’re a teacher, you know what this means. I started crying at my desk. Aside from my own two kids, not much makes me prouder than this email.
I want to thank her for taking the time to write to me and show appreciation for the work I did as her teacher. She is wicked smart and a pure delight to be around. I want to thank her for reminding me why I started teaching and why a part of me will always miss it. If there are any students reading this, let your teachers know from time to time that you appreciate them and what they do. It will make their day.
This student aced every test I ever gave her and didn’t need her hand held for four weeks to write a five page paper. I wish I could have spent more time on Sundays or up at night worrying about what I could do for her in class and making sure she was challenged. But I couldn’t.
To be honest, I mostly had to ignore her. And she thanked me anyway. Go figure.