“The other day I had a conversation with one of my students about the importance of completing classwork and always putting forth your best effort. In the middle of the conversation he began to sob, a behavior I had never seen from this particular scholar. Once I was able to calm him down, I asked what was bothering him so much. He explained that his father was in jail and that it has been hard for him to stay focused or motivated to do anything. It was at that moment that I realized the reason why I teach. I teach because there is an abundance of young Black students who lack a positive male role-model in their life. I was blessed to be raised by both of my parents and have the essential values instilled in me. As a result, I have been properly prepared and set up for success in life. Therefore, I believe it has been my calling to infuse as much positivity into these children as possible. I strive to motivate and inspire my scholars to look beyond their unfortunate situations in life and plan for a better future. Having a Black man in their life that cares about them and helps them every day is a necessary stepping-stone to raise self-esteem and take our children to a higher level. I may not have any biological children, but I have been blessed to care for 30 each day.”
“Growing up, education was one of the two things my mother instilled in my siblings and me. She let us know that if we got an education we could be and do whatever we wanted to. I was so blessed to have that support system as early as I could remember and that is why I am a teacher! I am here to awaken that since of purpose in my students and to teach them that if they get their education they can do or be whatever it is they want to be. Malcolm X said, “Education is the passport to the future, for tomorrow belongs to those who prepare for it today” and this is something to which I hold every one of my students accountable, DAILY. I am the flame igniting the fire within them to chase their dreams. It started with my mother and all my amazing teachers who drove me toward success and now I’m taking all they’ve given me and am imparting it to my students. Knowing the task at hand drives me to give every ounce of who I am to this work because I have the responsibility of giving young minds the exact same opportunities I was afforded.”
- I'm reminded of the day I
- gave my heart to a butcher whose
- burly arms hid a blood-stained apron,
- how he tossed it on a wooden block,
- promising that he'd turn it into
- the perfect cut.
I wonder what would happen if you say what you want to say and let the words fall out.
"So are you in love?" she asked him.
"All the time." he said.
"Is it worth it? All that energy, you know, loving people that much?"
"No. But people can only handle things in small doses. Ounces. So I love in ounces. Each day filling up my head and heart with the little things. It’s all I can manage."
On This Day: April 7,1915 Jazz singer Billie Holiday (‘Lady Day’) was born (Eleanora Fagan Gough) in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. Holiday grew up in Baltimore in the 1920s and eventually moved to New York, where she made her true singing debut in obscure Harlem nightclubs. This mural ’Lady Sings The Blues’ by James Eichelberger is located at 1815 E Pratt Street in Baltimore, Maryland. (Photograph Courtesy of Angela Montgomery).
A life without words
would thrive between us
for you can read
of my 37 different smiles
and 159 slight facial expressions
as well as
the back of your hand
and the creases in your own forehead
It would be a world
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