Last week was Teacher Appreciation Week. Around my school, nothing much happens. This time of year, we’re all just keeping our heads down until we get to the finish line. That said, we did end the week with our annual faculty/staff/trustee party last night. There’s food and drinks and awards are given out. There’s a special trustee award that I actually received last year and it went to two great people this year, one of whom I had nominated. I got to talk to some colleagues I don’t normally get to talk to and that was nice. The day before I led a session on design thinking for my colleagues and we tackled an actual problem and came up with ideas. Those two events combined left me feeling very appreciative of my colleagues.
Then after the party, I went to another work-related party for parents of the class of 2017. Some of my favorite parents were there, and I never see them because none of us tend to go to many parent events. We had a great time talking, and many people told me what a great teacher I was for their daughters, which was nice to hear. I heard things about how taking my class made their daughters think differently. It made me feel like I was doing *something* right at least. I think that’s the hardest part about being a teacher. It’s hard to tell if you’re making a difference. Hearing that you are from others happens so rarely. I hope that other teachers out there heard words of thanks and appreciation this week. I got lucky, and am thankful for being surrounded by other teachers who inspire me every day, and for students who challenge me and make me want to always do right by them.