Tell us about a teacher who had a real impact on your life, either for the better or the worse. How is your life different today because of him or her?
Dear Ms. Andrews:
I’ve been looking for you for years. When Facebook became popular I tried to look for you. I often wonder how you are doing and what you are doing now. How’s your son? You spoke about him all of the time. Did you have more children? When did you leave Little River Elementary? Are you still teaching?
I wish you could see the woman I have become. It’s funny because whenever I think about my childhood I think about my third grade year. I’m not sure what takes me back to third grade. Maybe it’s when I began to develop my identity. I remember watching Roots in your class. Now whenever I watch Roots I relive the days in your class. Pure nostalgia.
I remember during Black History Month you would teach us about black figures. I even remember a boy in our class reciting MLK’s “I Have a Dream” speech in the library. I remember taking my third grade picture and you making sure my air laid down. Lol! I also remember on my birthday you made sure that I was the line leader. I remember you encouraging and pushing us, your students to do our absolute best.
I’m not sure if you knew but I thought you were beautiful and smart! I’m not sure if you knew how much you’ve impacted my life. How much I am in love with the African Diaspora. How much I love all my blackness. And how you played a huge part in me accepting who I was.
I’m really writing to say THANK YOU! Thank you for loving us like we were your own. Thank you for showing us where we came from and the limitless possibilities that we possessed. I hope to inspire others like you have inspired me.