A teacher and friend had this facebook post on her page this morning. I read it, and felt like everything I have been feeling for the past 48 hours had been validated. I am unsure who the original author is, but I know it is a teacher in Tulsa, OK. So, to that teacher, thank you. Thank you for eloquently putting into words what every teacher in this country feels.
“To parents who aren’t educators, this may be hard to understand.
Five days a week, we teach your kids. That means we educate your kids. Play with your kids. Discipline your kids. Joke with your kids. Console your kids. Praise your kids. Question your kids. Beat our heads up against a wall about your kids. Worry about your kids. Keep an eye on your kids. Learn about your kids. Invest in your kids. Protect your kids. Love your kids.
We would all take a bullet for your kids.
It’s nowhere in our job description. It isn’t covered in the employee handbook. It isn’t cited in our contracts. But we would all do it. So, yes–please hug your kids, really, really tightly. But on Monday, if you see your kids’ teacher, please hug them, too. Thanks.
This goes for the teachers, support staff, principals, and counselors.”