This has been full week at the Winters household. Full of parties, awards ceremonies, and choking back a lot of tears. I have spent the week conveying our deepest appreciation to the myriad of teachers that have help educate, love, guide, instruct and bring out the greatness in the SONS of Thunder. These incredible teachers also support Winters and I as we raise them up to be educated men. We are also trying very hard to raise Godly men and gentlemen on top of all that.
This Thankful Thursday is filled with appreciation and gratitude to the teachers that work to create life long leaners in the SONs! They have put up with countless questions, many missing transportation notes, pink eye and much, much more.
The SONS are promoting to the third, sixth and eight grade. Shoo! I can wrap my head around almost everything except the fact that the middle SON will be moving to middle school and the eldest is almost in high school and that I will have an elementary student for three more years. WOW! It is funny how mile stones hit us and remind us of our age. You know the drill. Questions run through your head like, “I will be how old when the youngest SON goes to college?” No way!
Today as I delivered gifts to the teachers, administration and staff and wrote thank you notes, my heart was filled with an overwhelming sense of gratitude and appreciation for all the teachers that have helped the SONS become successful in school and at home, while fostering a desire to be life-long leaners and ferocious readers. I was also overcome by the memories that flooded my mind of the teachers that guided the eldest SONs, now fourteen. They helped guide him back in the early years of his education with such care and wisdom.
You can call it a village, a group effort or what else you like but what I know is, we must all work together to raise and educate our children. It takes all those teachers, principles,vice principles, counselors, registrars, lunch ladies, secretaries, schools nurses, resource officers, custodians and librarians working together with us to help them be successful. I don’t know about you but I certainly need all the help I can get.
When my mother and dad became ill and passed away, Winters job was in transition and then we had move after move after move, I know I could have done more to help the SONS in school. However, my attention was divided in many directions. When we returned to Georgia, the youngest SON of Thunder’s teacher worked tirelessly to help him catch up. I could not be more grateful to her and to all the teachers that have been apart of our life!
So today I spent the morning roaming the halls of the school to find the eldest SONs third and first grade teachers to say thank you. I was reminded of how much they worked with me and helped our SON be his best! I shed tears and shared hugs with many teachers today. Then off I went to find the middle SONs fourth grade teacher and his current fifth grade team and expressed my great admiration to them as well. The youngest SONs teacher heard my praises yesterday and will again to tomorrow as most of them will again as we have the last of the awards ceremonies. Tradition has it that all fifth graders take their last walk down the hall as, yes, fifth graders. I will be certainly be choking back tear then too. A chapter will close and a new one will open. That is the metaphor for all of our lives.
Finally, I headed to the middle school to roam the halls there and poke my head into classrooms to simply say “thank you” to the Eldest SONS teachers, administration and staff. Was it necessary? no. But I just felt it was important.
I adore the SONs as we all adore our Children but children aren’t perfect. The SON’s aren’t perfect. Schools aren’t perfect. Teachers aren’t perfect. But we all work together to make thing as perfect as possible. Today everything seemed right with the world and everything seemed perfect. The love and guidance of a teacher is a gift. The impact we as parents have on our children’s lives last a lifetime so does a teachers.
My life was forever changed by the indelible mark left by the teachers in my; Mrs. Browning, Mrs. Korver, Mrs. MacNimara, Mr. Huff, Dr. Ellison and many more. But the greatest teachers I ever had were my parents and for that I am forever grateful to have had them in my life to teach me so unforgettable life lessons for as long as I had them.
So this Thankful Thursday be blessed an and encouraged abundantly for all the wonderful teachers we have had in our life and those that impacted our lives forever!