made my day
My phone rang a few minutes ago and I didn’t recognize the number. It was a student of mine who graduated several years ago and she just called to keep in touch and because she was thinking about me. When I recognized who it was on the other end, I was expecting a request to come along to write a letter of recommendation for a job or for grad school, and I’m always happy to do so of course!, but no. She said she thinks about me and uses the things that I taught from the various psych classes a lot (I remember that Yael said in class that people are probably acting like this because…) and that I was the best teacher she ever had, being not just a teacher but a mentor who had really touched her life and she didn’t want to lose touch. I got to hear about the garden she’s started and all the other exciting things she’s been up to in the last couple of years. I learned from my mother that imparting knowledge is only part of making a good teacher and only part of a good teacher’s role. Today, I feel like I done did good, as folks in the South say.