My mom called me last night to tell me my beloved crisis counselor from high school had died over the weekend. She had been the sponsor of the mentor program I did that sent me to elementary school to pair up with kids that needed extra attention and she was really gem. Funny but if she thought you needed to talk she had all the time for that too. It has me a bit sad this morning because I she is gone and my favorite teacher from elementary school lost her fight with breast cancer at 48 when I was fresh out of high school. My favorite middle school teacher went into higher education and my favorite high school english teacher went into publishing so she could support her adopted daughter better as a single mother. My rockstar kindergarten teacher is a missionary which is guess means she is educating someone somewhere. I can't think of a teacher that left a mark on me that is still educating in public schools to my knowledge and I am young enough someone should be.

Those of you struggling with horrible classes and parents that disrespect, I hope you have one student that stops to say thanks. I told several of those teachers but judging from you gals and my friends that teach most parents and kids do not.

My world is better for having had those teachers and even for having the ones I didn't enjoy, I wish more people looked at the world like that.