Although I am on Facebook, I am not friends with anyone local or with any family members. My account, with the exception of a couple college friends, is purely professional or teaching related. Whether that is a good decision or bad one, it is mine.
Today a local news page came up in my feed. As I was reading about a fire at a local pizza place, I noticed a former student had commented on it. I admit I was curious about him, so I went to his page and quickly scanned some of his posts. One of them caught my eye because it was a letter addressed to "Teachers who have ever doubted me."
Of course I had to read it. And it broke my heart.
He said teachers knew him as "the kid who always slept in class or the kid who never turned in homework, and 'the difficult kid who would flip burgers and live on welfare'." (Quoting one of his former teachers.)
He admitted that yes, he was a high school drop out but also a kid who was currently working hard at two jobs.
His final message was this, "So what I say to you is give everyone a fair chance at life--we all learn different, live different, do different, BECAUSE WE ARE DIFFERENT!"
Signed, the kid who you didn't bother to know.
Ouch! That hurts.
Back in January of 2020, I saw this student and wrote about him in my notebook that night. I share that page below.
Although I am a teacher, some days I do the teaching...and some days I do the learning.
Today was one of those days.
Note: Quinten's post was public, so I feel it is OK to share here. I shared this notebook page with him on his page. He commented back and told me it made him smile...and few other things that I will keep just between teacher and student!
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