We Need To Be More Appreciative Of Our Teachers

We Need To Be More Appreciative Of Our Teachers

All teachers, at every level of education, are vital to a functional society.


I'm pretty sure you can ask anyone who has been through grade school, and they will be able to tell you about a teacher who made a positive impact on their life.

Teachers are not given the credit they deserve. They are more than just educators--and even then, why are we not thanking the people who teach our children? They are more than just brief parts of a child's life. A teacher can be a friend, a leader, a protector, and a lifelong influence.

There's more to being a teacher than meets the eye.

Their jobs do not start and end with the school day, as a lot of other 9-5 jobs do. Their job starts when they wake up early in the morning so they can be in the classroom, getting things ready for the day. Their job ends late at night, once they've finished grading all of their papers and making lesson plans for the next day.

Everyone jokes about how little teachers make, and that just speaks to the heart teachers have. Even in spite of their classically low salaries, many teachers go above and beyond to help their students, including using their own limited income to their students' benefit. They buy decorations for their classrooms. Many buy supplies for the less fortunate children, and many others keep extra food in their rooms for any children who don't have access to food at home. I've read some stories about teachers who even buy their students clothes when they can't afford clean/new ones, to avoid being excluded or bullied by their peers.

Teachers are also protectors. We underestimate the investment they make in each of their students. There is a heartbreaking number of stories online of teachers who have taken a child's wellbeing into their own hands, calling CPS when they think the child is in danger at home and extending their helping hands outside of school hours to keep the child afloat. Teachers see everything. They see when a child is struggling, at home or in school, and they make efforts to help.

There are certainly some unkind teachers out there, don't get me wrong. But nearly every teacher I've ever encountered became a teacher for no reason other than the pure desire to help children learn and excel. That's an honorable task to take on and by no means an easy one.

I had so many wonderful teachers throughout grade school that are living proof of the impact a teacher can have on a child. Many might think I've forgotten about them and what they did for me, but I haven't. My kindergarten assistant teacher loved me and made kindergarten an easy transition for an otherwise shy little girl. My second-grade teacher was a friend to me even after I left her class; we wrote letters back and forth all summer, and I still have them to this day. When I had anxiety problems in fourth and fifth grade, my guidance counselor let me eat lunch in her classroom.

My sixth-grade homeroom teacher told me at the end of the year not to let the other kids corrupt me, the quiet girl with no friends and crooked glasses who read books every morning amongst my considerably rowdier classmates. My freshman year English teacher, and later my senior year AP seminar supervisor, listened to all of my problems and gave me some of the best advice (even if I didn't listen – I still appreciated it).

My boyfriend's mother and my best friend's mother are both teachers. I see the effort and the love they put into their work, even outside of the classroom.

So to all of the teachers out there who may feel invisible or insignificant – you are truly doing God's work, and many of us know that. You make an impact on every child who passes through your classroom. From a woman who has been shaped by the hands of her many teachers, from the bottom of my heart... thank you for everything you do. You don't hear that enough.

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Good old Britania


It's May 14th, the day I fly home. As I write this, I'm sitting in the Starbucks in Atlanta's airport, terminal F, listening to smooth jazz whilst sipping my grande coconut latte waiting for the announcement that my British Airways flight to Heathrow is ready to board. It's weird to think that I'm leaving- leaving, that I'm not coming back and honestly after this banger of a year I really don't want to go home. I've basically travelled all year and I'm not ready to go back to the 9-5 life and I'm certainly not ready to say goodbye to all the amazing people I met out here and that I love so dearly.

As much as I don't want to leave, I also don't want to stay.

America has been an adventure but after studying it for three years and living here for almost a year and completing another programme a year ago I've came to realise that this country just isn't for me. I don't want to leave because I enjoy this bubble that's been constructed- a hyper reality if you will, it's my life but it isn't my life. It's not sustainable. So, in order to return to reality, I figured I would write about all the things that Great Britain has to offer and all the things I hold so close to my heart and look forward to.

My dog- as much as I love my roommates they don't jump on me and lick my face on a morning and I was starting to feel under-appreciated as a result.


Wetherspoons- boy, oh boy is this something America is missing out on. A meal and a drink for less than six pound, quality food at quality prices and two pitchers for £12, it is a dream come true. I can't wait to get back and have my quinoa salad and a drink for £5.50 (oh and about the carpet image, if you know you know).


Nandos- America just ain't cheeky enough.


TV that's actually funny- sorry guys but canned laughter just doesn't make it funny.

Smithy's Indian takeaway - Gavin and Stacey - BBC www.youtube.com

The ability to walk pretty much everywhere- not having a car here automatically makes you a peasant and I want my social status and mobility back.


Free dairy- free milk in coffee shops- what about the lactose intolerant people?


British banter- Right, I know my jokes are borderline dad jokes at the best of times but at least people in England understand it/ aren't offended.


Healthcare- controversial?


Tax already added onto your purchase- Why do you add it at the till? It's inconvenient for everyone involved.


The big Tescos- Yeah, you guys have Walmart- but you can't buy Tescos own cookie for like £1 can you- very overpriced and it isn't good quality like why are your chicken breasts so big? What are you feeding them? And what's with the red meat?


Holly and Phil- Americans you need to google This Morning highlights.

This Morning Funniest Moments Part 1 - Phil, Holly, Fern and Gino at their very best www.youtube.com

The accent- As much as I love being 'the British one' and having Americans glorify you and see the sheer excitement in their face when they say "are you BritIshHH" I love the accent and I'm excited to hear it more.


Not having huge caps in toilet cubicles- Like everyone can see my business.


Costa Coffee- The staple of every British train station.


The train- whilst were at it.


British drinking culture- Americans don't know how to get down like the Brits do, Campus corner can be lit but I need like seven straight tequila shots and an adios motherfucker before I can fully immerse myself.

Drinking: UK Vs US www.youtube.com

A Sunday Roast- Imagine thanksgiving but not covered in sugar.


The drizzle- there, I said it, I miss my grey skies, I like knowing that it's always going to be cold and a tad miserable but there isn't tornado warnings and there isn't tropical rain from nowhere.


Okay, maybe returning to Queens country ain't that bad after all.

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