I was having a hard time. I was down in the dumps, stuck in a slump. Things weren’t going quite the way I’d planned in my life. I was going through a move, a break up, loss of a friend and heart ache. My emotions were high, my mood was low and stress inescapable.
I was certain it reflected in my work. That’s the thing about teaching, you always have to be on. But when you’re not feeling so great, it’s much harder to teach in the same way. In the way students need you to. But still, I tried. I went into that school every single day, and I did the best I could. I put on that smile. I taught those lessons. I did the best I could given the circumstances. I always tried, but my heart wasn’t always in it.
One day, at the end of my morning beginner level class, a student stayed behind after all the others had left. Her name was Mabrura, and she had been in my class for about two weeks now. She was from Saudi Arabia and always wore the most beautiful robes. Despite her tiny stature, she was probably in her mid 20s, and she was very shy, and very quiet. Her English level was quite low. She always did as told, though, she always made a great effort in my class. She pushed herself to speak to her classmates, and she worked really well with them, despite her language limitations.
She looked up at me as I gathered my books that day and said, “teacher, thank you.”
And I smiled, a polite smile, and I told her she was welcome. It’s really not unusual for my international students to thank me after classes. But this time, I felt kind of undeserving. Like maybe I hadn’t necessarily earned the acknowledgement. I headed past her, toward the door.
“No.” Mabrura spoke with more urgency than I’d ever seen her show. “Really, thank you, teacher.”
“You’re welcome,” I smiled more honestly now. “And thank you for being a good student, too.”
“Teacher wait!” She ordered right before I walked out of the room. I turned around. She hastily reached into her backpack and pulled out her electronic translator. She explained sheepishly as she typed, “my English, no good.”
She flipped the device around to show me the screen. Across the top were some words in Arabic and the translation below read, “you make me love learning.”
“Wow,” was all I could think to say. That was such a nice message. “I’m so glad.”
“Really, teacher.” Mabrura confirmed. “Sometimes, I no like to learn English, but with you is very good.”
She excused herself then, satisfied that she’d gotten the message across to me. I stood alone in the room astounded, tears dancing in my eyes. Suddenly, the world didn’t feel so rotten. It felt really good to know that even in my darkest period, I still had the power to positively impact others. It was a necessary reminder of why I love teaching.
2015
Really, really, really great. I know teachers who have never got that sort of feedback. It is wonderful when it comes.
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It really is. Itβs quite a shame how often teachers go unappreciated.
Thanks for reading π
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This helps me remember one of the things that I loved about teaching, as well:)
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Iβm glad! Sometimes itβs easy to forget, or lose focus.
Thanks so much for stopping by π
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As an English teacher, I can really relate to this story.
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Thanks for all that you do! And thanks for reading, too π
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We all need to know and hear, even if it’s only in some small way, that we make a difference! Lovely share Alexis and one that also reminds me of how important it is to be generous with our positive feedback to others.
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That’s true. You never know when someone will really need it.
Thanks for popping in, and thanks for sharing!
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Reblogged on Create Space.
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Beautiful!! β€οΈ
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I’m happy you enjoyed it! Thanks for reading π
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Most welcome! π
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That is a wonderful story! We all love positive feedback. Itβs especially nice when we get it when weβre feeling the least deserving of it. It can pull us back into a better frame of mind.
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Absolutely. It’s hard to predict how our words and actions will affect others, that’s why it’s so important to stay positive.
Thanks so much for stopping by π
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Thank you for sharing this story. I am currently teaching dance in a public school where I feel very unappreciated and undervalued by the majority of my students. Nevertheless, there are a few who I know, even if they haven’t outright expressed it, have benefitted from being in my class and having had the opportunity to perform throughout the year. One particular student happens to be in my English Language Learner class and sounds similar to Mabrura. And even when I’m not feeling my best or my most inspired or motivated, I think that even on my worst day, it’s better for these students than if I weren’t there at all. Teachers are human too. π
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We absolutely are! And we work hard. Sometimes it just takes students a while to realize it. They may not be able to appreciate you right now, but you know youβre making a difference and doing a great thing! Keep your head up!
Thanks for dropping by π
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As someone who substitute teaches quite often… I can tell how heart warming that must have been. Such a lovely incident
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Sometimes these moments sneak up on us precisely when we need them.
Thanks for reading π
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This is amazing. As a student, I need to say thank you to my teachers more. I can see from this post that it means a lot to them. I also once didn’t know English, but my teachers helped me through it so much. Here I am now, writing a comment in English, without hesitation.
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And your English is fantastic! Everyone deserves some appreciation now and then.
Thanks for reading π
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Thank you! I agree
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Love it when those double blessings happen.
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Theyβre the best!
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Great post, gratitude goes along way doesn’t it…It fills our souls with a new energy. π
You’re most welcome to drop by for a cup of inspiration!
Jennifer
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Thanks so much! Iβll be sure to check it out!
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This is lovely. β€ You are most obviously an excellent teacher even when you don't feel like it.
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Such a sweet comment. Thank you! And thanks for stopping by π
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A lovely post on the power of appreciation. Your student gave you an incredible compliment. You instilled in her the joy of learning and that is significant. Very nice!
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Thank you so much for the kind words π
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It’s very inspiring post for everyone esp teachersπ
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Iβm so happy you think so!
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Yes, it is
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Great story. I was a teacher and principal for many years before I retired to write. It’s important to be appreciated.
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Absolutely. Itβs a tough job, but one of the most rewarding.
Thanks for checking out my blog π
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That is a wonderful compliment. Thank you for visiting my blog!
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Thanks for reading mine! π
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Yeah we are such a lovely students ( Students from Saudi Arabia) hahahah just kidding π you reminded me of one of my English teachers in Canada and she two semesters at the beginning of the second one she was going through a divorce and believe me when I say she really taught as better than the first one. I had a very good relationship with her and I asked her how could she teach with that perfect quality while she is having a hard time? She said β no one in this world will stop me from teaching and passing the knowledge to others no matter what β at that moment I knew that teachers are blessings to us.
Kind Regards. π€π€
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Wow, good for her and her strength. Sometimes that’s what we need to get through!
Thanks for reading and sharing your story π
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