It was Teacher Appreciation last week.
Monday dawned and I arrived at school—just an ordinary day.
After I finished working with the students at before-school homework lab, I moved out to the student drop off zone for early-morning duty. As parents drove up to the curb and dropped off their children, I was approached by one of my students, Joey. I did a double take as I noticed that he was dressed up in a shirt and tie.
“Why are you dressed up today, Joey?” I asked.
He shrugged his shoulders and uttered a noncommittal, “Umm Neah.”
“Well, you look nice today.”
He grinned as he turned and walked to our line up area.
A few minutes later, I noticed another one of my students who was also dressed up.
It was at this point that I had the thought, they all dressed up because of their president reports today? Hmmm…that’s strange, I never said anything about them having to dress up for them.
Well, as it turns out, most of the class had dressed up for me. They’d conspired together sometime during the previous week and decided that the best compliment they could give their teacher was to dress up like he did for school.
Without saying a single word they were speaking volumes. In essence they had said: Mr. Z. You dress up nearly every day to teach us, and to show our gratitude and respect for you we’re dressing up, too.
Needless to say, this was teacher appreciation at its best.