My First Teacher
My Mom passed away last Thursday and I've understandably had many emotions and reflections since. I'm hoping this post will help me organize my thoughts since, at this time, my eulogy is not much more than a list of memories. This blog is about my experiences as an educator, I would be remiss if I didn't write about my first teacher. One of my earliest lessons from my Mom was about how to treat others. I can remember the kind way she would speak to everyone she encountered, no matter their occupation or position in society--all were equal in her eyes. She listened to others, made a comment or joke that would put others at ease, and showed through eye contact and body language that people mattered to her. This example of respect is one I try to follow and pass along to my children and my students, through my actions and words. My Mom taught me resiliency. When life got tough she would allow me to get upset but then walk me through my own problem-solving session. S...