Yesterdays task (sorry for the delay) was to write about someone you’ve met this year. The twist is to describe them in a way that captures their essence.
I didn’t really describe them, more of just talked about them and why they’re important to me.
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As I walked into my first P.E. class of this year full of nerves I didn’t know that the person I was about to meet was going to influence me in such a good way.
His thin but athletic body approached me and he said with a smile “Hi there, I’m your new P.E teacher, I’m looking forward to getting to know you this semester.” He also happened to be my CRAVE teacher (Christian religious and values education – something along the lines of that) So we had many classes to get to know each other.
He is one of those teachers that EVERYONE likes. And why not? He’s young and funny and always says hello to you when walking past each other. But the reason why I like him as a teacher is because he can really relate to the student and he takes time to get to know them and is able to empathise and understand where the student is coming from. I think a lot of teachers miss this quality – its definitely something I’m going to remember when becoming a violin teacher.
So anyways, at the start of the year I was having a lot of trouble in my personal life. My sister was moving out of home which was causing my parents to be fighting every night and were on the verge of divorce. This was all in the space of a week before school beginning. So you could say I was pretty stressed out and unprepared for school to begin.
Like I said before, teachers miss actually getting to know their student so I was just expecting to be be in this lesson getting information drilled into my head and shoved into the next, like what every other teacher did. And when you don’t understand the topic it’s your fault not theirs. But this teacher was different, I was struggling and really wanted to succeed in the subject. He gave me the confidence and reassurance that I was smart and that I could achieve anything if I put my mind to it.
He is one of the nicest people I’ve met, but he holds a bad past.
He wasn’t brought up the best and got into drugs and alcohol in his teen years. He was one of those popular kids that everyone wanted (even though you know that they have probably got with your best friend) Hurting people was normal to him and he wasn’t bothered by the tear that he made people cry. Getting your friends into drugs was ‘cool’ to him.
Until one day he switched. He didn’t want to destroy peoples feelings and he didn’t want to be a bad person. He turned to faith instead, a decision that has saved him and by this, saved me.
Now I’m not religious, but I am so thankful that he found christianity and turned his life around. Because if he didn’t who knows where I would be now. There were so many times where I just wanted to throw my hands up in the air and say F*ck it I’m done I’ve even contemplated running away or suicide – not something I’m proud of saying. But I didn’t do that because I wanted to show him that I can keep going. I kept going to school because I looked forward to lessons with him, it was the one person that made me feel good about myself.
And thats why that teacher is so important to me and why I look up to him so much. I’m kinda sad that when I finish school next year I wont get to be in his classes anymore.
Enough for this post. (All them feelings)
Have a lovely day whatever time it may be :)
~ Kelly ~