Question

a letter to your school teacher telling her how much you are missing your school days​

Answer 1

Answer:

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Explanation:

Dear High School Kids,

We aren’t the kindergarten teachers. I don’t keep the same twenty something kids throughout the entire year, and throw classroom parties for each one’s birthday. Those are the kind of teacher posts I’ve been reading nonstop, and I admire those teachers.  

I empathize with how they’re heartbroken they are missing handshakes, and the 100th day of school party. I am not greeting my kids with hugs every morning, texting cute photos to their moms, and doing all those perfect warm things that elementary and even middle school teachers do.  

While I love these things that they do, I am not the type. I’m an even , twenty-something, five foot tall, no children of my own, English teacher.  

I am a high school teacher and I miss your kids so much.

I have roughly 120 kids a day, and I change them at the semester. That gives me roughly 240 kids a year. As I teach a core class, and am one of two teachers for freshmen and  I have taught most or at least half of the nearly thousand kids on campus. Those are my kids.  

While not every teenager and I click, there are more students than not that I would say are my kids. A handful even call me their school mom. I am the teacher who gets called, emailed, texted to figure out why they’re skipping class, have a low grade, have been absent or more. Not their parents— me. See high school kids are the age where parents step way back. I don’t see the room moms, phone calls go unanswered, there are no school supply list and donations being filled.  

 I help them look at their talents and skills, and try to steward them toward a lifetime and career in their passion. I watch them struggle, and often I let them struggle.  

See I don’t get to be the kindergarten teacher who scoops them up and tells them it’s alright. I stand beside and tell them to get up because they have to. I teach them grit laced with compassion and empathy. I tell them they have to want something because they want it bad enough to work for it, not because someone said they could be or have whatever they want.  

Sincerely,

High School Teacher