When teachers are heroes

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No_big_whoop on September 17th, 2018 at 13:45 UTC »

Small town reporting in. A teacher I know buys dozens of pairs of athletic shoes for kids every year so they can participate in P.E. Her salary is $27,000 per year

kiwijungle on September 17th, 2018 at 15:01 UTC »

I love this story. I want to thank every and all teachers for all the countless sacrifices they make for kids

My mom just retired, but she was a classroom aide for a long time. At the beginning of a school year when she was on lunch duty, she spotted a kid who didn’t show up with lunch nor money to buy lunch from the cafeteria. She then scoped out a locker that she knew was empty and quietly arranged with that kid to go to that locker whenever they were hungry. Every week she’d put snacks and juice boxes in the locker.

I know there are many teachers who do this, and more, for their students and I want all teachers to know how appreciated you are.

So thank you, teachers.

PaddyPumpkin on September 17th, 2018 at 15:47 UTC »

I grew up in a small town. Every year, my mom would ask the school nurse if there were any kids who couldn’t afford winter coats or boots (Minnesota.... it got balls cold). I had five siblings, and we literally counted pennies to make ends meet, but she somehow always found a way to get an extra jacket or set of boots for kids at our school, even if it was hand-me-downs from one of the older siblings. I distinctly remember one year there was a handicapped boy who sometimes shared the recess slot with me, and whose locker was near mine. He found the jacket in his locker (his parent/s sent him to school with basically a hoodie), and the look of excitement on his face... he was non-verbal, and he required a classroom aid to help him write, but he was absolutely thrilled to have a jacket like everyone else and kept showing it off to anyone who would look. The aid kept saying, “Yes, that’s yours. You get to keep it.”

Sometimes I forget how special of a lady my mom is now that I’m older and don’t talk to her quite as much. This post reminded me of the jacket story... I think I’ll go call my Mom and tell her I love her.