Go hug a teacher...

This is teacher appreciation week. One of my moms brought in a basket of goodies this afternoon and apologized that she didn't get it to me yesterday. (Her son just had his tonsils taken out!) She also said there were more treats to come... It is the little things like this that can really brighten the day. I mean, of course there are times we feel we are really making a difference with the kids and that is a nice inner feeling but the appreciation that comes from someone recognizing what we do and it's importance- and difficulty- that is not only really nice but rare. Everyone knows teachers aren't in it for the money or the glory or even for the summers. Even with summers off, the pay sucks. Do the math. It sucks. (and it's my blog so I can say 'sucks' if I want to Mother!) Every year we are expected to teach a little more, spend a little more, learn a little more... not so we can get a big promotion...not so we can earn a bonus...just because someone in the legislature decides it or some testing company adds it or some principal requires it. All jobs have their plus and deltas. Our deltas include snot on our shirts, germs on our lunch, and paint on our new pants. The pluses include the admiration of 20+ five year olds (per year), a place in baby books all across town, a piece of someones childhood that will never be forgotten, and the opportunity to be "the one" for a little kid that doesn't have anyone else in their life to be "the one." All in all....it's a good gig. Go appreciate a teacher!!!