My Why...

Recently I was asked why I wanted to enter the field of education. The reason I started my career was quite simple. My father was an 8th-grade Physical Education teacher.  He taught at the same junior high for 40 years and when he retired, they named the gym after him. He was the reason I entered the field. I grew up seeing his passion for teaching, sharing his love of sport, and observing his compassion for people. When I was in the 3rd grade, my teacher Mrs. Toler asked the class to perform a writing assignment.  We were to write an autobiography, of course, with the help of several prompts. As part of that assignment, I wrote that I wanted to be a teacher like my father. Mrs. Toler had told me later that I was the only one in the class that chose a teacher for my profession.  Most gave the really cool jobs like astronaut, fireman, doctor, scientist, rockstar, and even a lawyer. Teachers didn’t make the list of ‘cool jobs’ in the 70’s however, for me, the coolest guy I knew was my dad. He was not only a teacher, he was THE teacher, and I wanted to be just like him.  That was the case until I became a middle school PE teacher in my first year.  I quickly found out that my father was not just a great teacher, but a very, very, very, patient, almost saintly man. It took every bit of energy I could muster to do a good job. After only one year, I saw an opportunity for a high school science teacher/coach and elected to jump ship. Though I left a good job at that middle school in the rearview mirror, in high school, I found my stride professionally. I often think about that year in middle school and wonder how my father lasted 40 years. I know now that some of the skills that help make him so successful are similar to those needed to keep him and my mother married for over 60 years. A ton of patience, devotion, selective hearing, and true love for what you are doing. I strive every day to be better and maybe reach half the mountain he forged. One thing is for sure, my experience is one reason why I have so much respect for all educators at every level. Our work is uniquely difficult at each level. I hope you all have a wonderful weekend. Go BEARS!…RiseUP! (cue Good Luck Charm - Elvis). 

Until next time...