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I’m a believer that underneath every smiling face is a story. We each have a story and our students have stories too. And sometimes, just sometimes, our teachers play a huge role in our stories. Here’s my story.
During the next three years, I lived in 5 different foster homes. I saw nurturing loving foster homes, and those that simply used the foster care system as a means of getting a paycheck. Let’s just say that life can be very ugly for children who are not wanted by the adults in their lives. Moving in and out of foster homes was tough, really tough. But the last home I was in was wonderful. A loving and nurturing home that was desperate for a daughter to add to their family. For the first time, I had a family.
Grandma and Grandpa were a riot. Grandma was a republican and Grandpa was a democrat. To better help you understand their relationship you need to read this quote from my journal: “I love my grandma and grandpa very much but they don’t get along with each other. My grandpa plays baseball with me and my grandma calls my grandpa an ‘S.O.B’.” That about sums it up.
The Catalyst for Change
Mrs. Annette was her name and she was the administrator of the school I attended. She also taught the sign language class that I was taking as an elective. I don’t for a minute believe that any of this was just a coincidence. Right off the bat I noticed that there was something different about Mrs. Annette. Something special. I noticed that she cared about her students in a way that I had never seen before.