My husband of fifty-eight years retires from teaching next month. His first teaching job was at a swimming pool in Nashville. Two college degrees and seventy years later, he's still at it, and swears his current photography students keep him young.
This will be his second retirement. The first time didn't take. In 1989 he retired from San Diego City Schools with thirty years experience teaching elementary school before becoming an elementary school Principal. He loves children and discovered he missed them, so when the opportunity came to teach at a local community college he jumped at the chance and for the last twenty years has been touching adult lives.
Those early years teaching for the Red Cross, and his classroom years touched his life, too. Almost daily he receives e-mails from all over the world, former students applying for a job and needing a recommendation. Or students writing just to keep in touch, some with darkroom problems he always has time to solve.
Do you have a favorite teacher, someone who helped put you on the right track? Leave a comment, and maybe even that teacher's name. Let them know you're grateful.
For me, it was my high school journalism teacher. She lit a spark that the passing of time has not snuffed out. I love the printed work. Nowadays it's a blinking cursor, not a typewriter randomly stroked that imparts the printed word onto the page, but the love of words, of vocabulary, and of learning, was instilled in me at an early age. I'm grateful for every teacher who opened my eye to the possibilities at my fingertips.
This will be his second retirement. The first time didn't take. In 1989 he retired from San Diego City Schools with thirty years experience teaching elementary school before becoming an elementary school Principal. He loves children and discovered he missed them, so when the opportunity came to teach at a local community college he jumped at the chance and for the last twenty years has been touching adult lives.
Those early years teaching for the Red Cross, and his classroom years touched his life, too. Almost daily he receives e-mails from all over the world, former students applying for a job and needing a recommendation. Or students writing just to keep in touch, some with darkroom problems he always has time to solve.
Do you have a favorite teacher, someone who helped put you on the right track? Leave a comment, and maybe even that teacher's name. Let them know you're grateful.
For me, it was my high school journalism teacher. She lit a spark that the passing of time has not snuffed out. I love the printed work. Nowadays it's a blinking cursor, not a typewriter randomly stroked that imparts the printed word onto the page, but the love of words, of vocabulary, and of learning, was instilled in me at an early age. I'm grateful for every teacher who opened my eye to the possibilities at my fingertips.
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