4th Grade Teacher

The morning was foggy and I could see the front of my school through my window. It was a nice sight to see. I walked into the kitchen to make myself a bowl of cereal and there she was with her head down on the table. I could tell that she arrived a couple of hours ago because the tears hadn’t dried from her cheeks yet. I got myself ready gave her a kiss on her forehead and headed off to school. I had walked into class eager to see what my teacher Mrs. Padron had in store for today. Every single day there was something new to learn and there’s something about that infinite nature of learning that really appealed to me as a child. I cherished those 7 hours I spent in class the most I could and I dreaded the mere thought of having to go home where I would have to face the

I also just can’t help but be inspired by great leaders throughout history who saw a change and then made it happen, and although my knowledge is limited, I admire and am encouraged by them. Specifically I have learned so much about African-Americans’ struggle throughout history, and how it is still an issue today. Understanding the past of issues really helps with the way we perceive it today. I’ve also learned not to judge people, and to never write someone off based on a single experience. To be honest Mr.Peters, first semester I did not really like you. It was nothing about your personality, I was just struggling in the class and I projected my frustrations onto you. And although you gave me my first B, I have come to love and respect you as a teacher. Now, you’re my favorite teacher, and I’m sad that this year is over. I appreciate your constantly positive demeanor and the way you joke around

Mrs.Glick, You have and always will be my favorite teacher. You are truly one in a million. Fifth Grade I was excited to have you as a teacher because you were my older sisters teacher before that. You always pushed me to do better you pushed me to get my AR points which made me the reader I am today. After 5th grade you became my “go to person” at temperance road and you still are today which I guess is how we got the nickname “Mama Glick”. I feel like you understand me too much that you’re like a older version of me. When I was suffering from my anxiety issues earlier this year you were the one that I actually listened to when you told me that I could get through this and that all I would need to do is trust in the lord and truly pray about

This is Kaydence Mullin. Hi remember me? Haha okay well i'm writing this to say thank you in many different ways. Thank you for helping me with my math. Thank you for clearing all the rumors about me. Thank you for being an amazing teacher. Honestly in 2nd grade I thought i had the best teacher ever! Then i got you and proved myself wrong. I remember out of all our teachers you always made sure that my mom's comfortable with all my field trips because she's a little over protective haha. Well,thank you so much for being the greatest 5th grade teacher ever.

Fitz. He taught me many lessons about his math class but the most important lessons he ever taught me was to treat others with respect. It was just an ordinary school day when I walked into my algebra class and he began to express to my class that he wasn’t very happy with the way he was being treated and other issues soon he began to cry then he left class because he was so emotional. From that moment I’ve view him differently, in that moment I instantly started to reevaluate who I was a person, I began to realize that I was a student who constantly disrespected him for no reason, I use to give him attitude, curse at him, disrupt his class while he was teaching, and sometimes not follow his directions just because I simply didn’t want to. That day just changed me in positive way, it made me realize that I no longer wanted to be that person I was, that I wanted to better myself as an overall person. I began to treat him and others with respect, I was more serious about my education, I was a more optimistic person, but most importantly I began to value myself. That incident was one of the best things that has ever happen to me as a person, since then I have written him a letter expressing how he has impacted my life in a major way and that I am very thankful for everything he has ever done for

I truly value everything you have done for me during my years at Weston. I felt like you were the only teacher that believed in me that actually helped me a lot. To this day I still remember when you would pull me out of class so I could go read. You helped me become a better reader and understand

I appreciate all of my teachers, they have helped me to benefit myself. My algebra teacher, Mrs.Mason, understanding and brilliant is understanding. Although I don’t understand some strategies, Mrs.Mason pushes me to do my best and remains on the topic until all her students are on the same page. I am grateful for my English teacher. My English teacher has helped me become a better writer and learn new vocabulary. I am grateful for my gym teacher. My gym teacher has helped me stay in shape. Overall, I’m grateful for most of my teachers, they have shaped me into becoming a better

It gave me an outstanding education for my high school future. In Kindergarten, Mrs. Cordia taught me sight words, math, and Jesus. In Mrs. Cordia class she had Mrs. Cordia Corner, estimation jar, bad name book, and stuff animals that we could take home. I remember when I got the prettiest pink angel statue for her corner that i still have. She used to throw cheeto balls and candy at us while we were watching a movie;everyone would fight over them. She introduce me to celery and peanut butter together I love that snack! Everyone fought over who gets to sit next to her in church or the classroom. As I graduated and moved on to first grade I could hear Mrs. Cordia saying, “Good bye my little souls!”. In first grade, Mrs. Broshears taught me me how to use money with Broshear bucks. With those bucks you can get something from her treasure chest or if you reach a certain amount you can eat lunch with and a friend. I remember when I brought Ben Watkins and we got Mcdonalds and sat and watched sesame street in our classroom. We thought we were living the life. In second grade, my teacher was Mrs. Smith. We learned the start of multiplication, crusave, I started to read chapter books, and we received the sacraments of Reconciliation and first holy communion. Mrs. Smith was so fun, she loved Frank Sinatra so sometimes she would turn it on and the whole classroom would dance together to it. She introduced me to my favorite book, Because of Winn Dixie. If we were bad we would have to put our name on the board. One time she put me and Ben Watkins next to each other and we would talk so much so we had to put our name on board. We both started to cry and the next day me and Ben came back and apologize to Mrs. Smith and she erased our names. Out of nowhere one time she jumped on the table and started to dance and kicked all our books on the ground. She was so funny! In third grade Mrs. Resiak

I took my seat after the bell had rung waiting for my teachers instruction. Today was the day I dreaded the most, grade check’s. My teacher called us up to her desk one by one, it felt like I was being called to the judge's bench. The room was dim; the only light came from tall white lamps in each corner of the room. I could hear each person breathing heavy, there were only ten of us. I picked up my head and looked around the room. Everyone sat twiddling their thumbs waiting their turn anxiously. A girl at the end of the table had her head resting in her hands while breathing deeply. The teacher called her name, and I felt my stomach turn upside down; I was scared for her. As her grades were read aloud tears rolled down her face. She returned to her seat defeated. Her sister sat right next to her shaking her head in disappointment. Her sister began to scold her in front of the class telling her how

When I completed high school, I started a tutoring class in which my friend joined me. There are many children from poor background in the slum near where I live who could not afford holiday tutoring offered in other places. As we were just out of high school our memories and knowledge was still fresh. We initially had a class of just five students but the number grew to over twenty in one and a half weeks. We teach them Math, Physics, Biology and Chemistry. I take Physics and Chemistry. This was a success and it gave me inspiration and motivation. I felt happy knowing I was changing someone’s life directly by helping them improve their grades. It inspired me and made me want to help as much people as I could. It also helped me in gaining confidence

Hi future fifth grade teacher, my name is Ethan moon. In this letter I’m going to tell you a little bit about myself Ethan moon.

Hey Learmonth I just wanted to say thanks for being such a great teacher. I noticed how much of the lessons you, Gant, and Reese have and are helping me deal with the real world. Gant;s lessons helped mean reignite my passions of science and seeing all the sides to each story plus they have helps with "i didn't know that would happen" fun. Reese's lesson helped me improve my writing capabilities so my journals aren't such a mess and i kind read 32 books and summers not even over yet. Save the best for last (Don't tell Steele) Learmonth I'm not the best with figuring stuff out but i have been able to keep lot of it together mostly cause of my classes with you. From making good memories to cooping with bad ones your class was the one i looked

First of all, I want to take the time to thank you for giving me the amazing opportunity to teach our future generation. I have enjoyed every bit of it! You made so many hidden talents, that I did not even know I had, to come out and shine. So for that, I will always be grateful to you.

Where do I even start? I wish you could come back and teach here at school! I miss your class and the way you teach. I hope your wife is doing better, your brother as well. I hope you’re doing okay too. When you left, I remember you telling the class everything you were going through, and it was a lot. I just wanted to let you know that you were dearly missed after you left. Many students kept asking when you would be returning to class, including myself. Even though I didn't get to have you as a teacher for a full semester, the short time I did have you impacted my life greatly. I still think about your presence a lot while at school, especially your road time sessions. Those were my favorite! I often think about what your reaction was to

Seventh-grade mathematics teacher Mrs. Megan Ortinau at Van Buren Middle School begins lesson planning by thinking about her learning objectives and standards she would like to cover. She thinks about what she wants her students to take away from the lesson and moves forward from there. Before beginning, Mrs. Ortinau considers what her students have learned in previous grades, and she tries to expand on that as much as possible. She tries to compare the new material to material the students have learned in the past. This can be done by reviewing standards covered in sixth grade as well as communicating with sixth-grade teachers. Also, communicating with sixth-grade teachers can be useful when trying to determine where students will struggle.