I have been blessed to have a number of awesome meaningful encounters with educators. The good ones are worth their weight in gold and then some. These are the men and women that are not in it for a paycheck…obviously, it doesn’t pay nearly enough or the summers off. These are the people that see children as people and understand that each child is unique in his or her own way. They see things in you that you may not see in yourself and push or encourage you to reach your max potential.
In Elementary school it was Mrs. Brown my third grade teacher, who saw that I was more advanced in math than the other students and allowed me to learn fourth grade math because she literally taught both classes. It was something how she managed two classes.
In Middle school, it was Mrs. Kelly. She was one of the coolest teachers. She taught AP Math and English. I loved her class because there weren’t many students in her classes like my other over crowded classes. She had time to invest in each student individually and push us to make the best grades and our conversations were priceless.
In High School, I had quite a few…Mrs. Feltus who taught our Algebra classes and she was instrumental in helping me get ready for college prep exams. Then there was Mr. Pickett my world History teacher. He was not just a great teacher, but he would sign me up for academic games where I could compete against other students on historical events. And lastly my Photography teacher. I went to a career magnet school and my career choice was photography. He saw a talent in my photography that I didn’t know I had. He entered me into several local contests and I won one of them. He also provided us an opportunity to work an ad campaign for a clothing company. He trusted me to go off downtown to take pictures and return to develop my film and pictures. This was old school photography…darkrooms, developer, stop bath and fixer…
Big ups to all the amazing educators that care and go above and beyond to make a difference.