Touching our World

 Mrs Vargas ( Noah's TK teacher last year, last day of school)

I'll never forget the first time I walked him in the class for the first time and left him. Last year In TK. I cried for about a week...everyday or maybe it was two. Not totally sure, but what I am sure of is that I wasn't prepared to give him over to someone else.

Well we have definitely come along way in two short school years and I have to say we have been blessed with great teachers who have helped us with the transition. This week is teacher appreciation for our school and In honor of that I'd like to write an open letter to all teachers out there..

Mrs. Pruitt ( Noah's teacher this year, first day of school) 

Dear you,

You .... who should be our children's second teacher, but sometimes we get busy and put that burden of being their first on you. You see we should be our child's first teacher, but often you have to picked up where we have fallen short. Thank you

Thank you for showing up every morning ready to pour into our children, when perhaps you are depleted from your own. Thank you for your time outside the classroom preparing lessons, prepping projects and grading papers. Time you don't want to take away from the kids in your class but more than likely time away from your own family. 

As a mom here is what I want you to know...

 I take my child and I leave him with you, because I trust you. I trust that you will love him, care for him, teach him, giving him back to me at the end of the day  . Not only are you helping him academically, but you are helping , me raise him for society. I could not do it without you. Your calling is a high one, you are touching the world by teaching the next generation on how to live, work, and play. We see the fruit of your labor. Your labor isn't easy, and knowing you have to do it for at least 20 kids, makes me wonder how you do it?

I can imagine on some days you wonder if you are making a difference. Perhaps attitudes don't change, the test scores are not higher or that child will just not connect with you. Maybe today or tomorrow the fruit will not be revealed, but know that it is there.  And I know we don't say thank you enough for the things you have to put up with in the class. I do not take you for granted and Jesus , well he is pretty pleased with the care and love because He is clear in his word on how special the little ones are to him. 

Thank you for being a mom nurturing them, when they are missing us. Thank you for being a friend when they need someone to play with. Thank you for being a coach when they need that push.  Thank you for being their cheerleader, when they need that encouragement. Thank you for being their nurse when they fall on the playground. Thank you for being that disciplinarian when they need correction.  Thank you for being like Jesus and showing them love! Than, you for being there when we cannot! 

One day when my child graduates from high school, and Lord willing college, I will remember each one of you and know you all had a hand in it. I want you to know that I'm praying for you. I'm praying that God would bless you abundantly, because although its a job that should pay millions it pays dollars and cents. I'm praying that my God would keep you healthy, as you wipe boogies, He would give you patience with those challenged by bad behavior and praying that the joy of teaching never leaves you heart. 

Why? Because we need you, we need people like you who care enough about our children to be teachers! We need you because you touch and make a difference in this world because you called... Teacher!

Cant thank you enough,
A grateful Mom!

I give thanks for you making mention in my prayers..
Eph 1:16