Today I cried in school…
I held back the floodgate till my throat was throbbing. My face turned blochy and the tears started to flow.
I was warned crying would happen during the first year of teaching. I have only experienced this once this whole year at it was after school, not during it.
This crying was different. I wasn’t hurt or sad… I was humbled and proud.
Today my door slamming, insult throwing, turning my hair gray student presented her final presentation.
She went above and beyond. I could tell she spent hours practicing and preparing.
I was cheering her in my seat, but the tears didn’t start flowing until the last slide.
“I want to give a special thank you to Mrs. Moore. Thank you for never giving up on me, even when you should have”
Today I cried in school, because I made a small difference.