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An Ode to my Daughter’s JK Teacher
January 29th, 2009
I remember my JK teacher. It was the early ’70s (feel free to do the math) and Mrs. B wore cat-eye glasses and was partial to loud print dresses. She must have been in her 50s and been a teacher since the dawn of time, but she seemed genuinely thrilled to be teaching four- and five-year-olds and not counting the days to retirement.
So when my girl started JK in the fall, I looked over the very young blond woman with glasses who introduced herself as Charlotte’s teacher and thought, “you better do right by my child.”
Let it be known that I adore this woman, in a way only other parents whose kids have amazing teachers can understand. And I am sorry—no really, I am—if you don’t feel this way about your kid’s teacher (I am sure we’ll get a less-than-stellar one at some point, too).
Not only does she e-mail me if I have forgotten to sign a form or neglected to sign up for some volunteer opportunity, she lets me e-mail her if I have any questions like “is Charlotte making friends?” (Yes) and “Do you think she has ADD?” (No). She also sends home a monthly newsletter and sometimes a mid-month reminder (why can’t I ever remember when Pyjama Day is?)
Best of all, Charlotte loves school and that is in large part because of this teacher. Sadly, when I asked if she’d be Charlotte’s SK teacher next year, she said it would depend on enrollment, etc. Plus, she is a young teacher with little seniority and it will be a staffing decision made by the board.
I hope she’ll be around.
If she’s not, I hope another anxious little one is lucky enough to score her as a teacher. It will make all the difference in the world.
—Robin, Canadian Family‘s senior editor
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