Monday, March 8, 2010
My Dad, the Teacher
On Friday night I had the chance to meet some of my dad's former high school English students. These were women he taught probably 15-20 years ago. They excitedly shouted to each other, while pointing at me, "This is MR. WILLIAMS' DAUGHTER!" And then I was pleased to hear several personal accounts of the things he had done to teach and guide and develop their 14 year old souls. One of them talked about a 5 page paper that she had written about the angst and despair she was feeling at the time. Then she said, "I wrote 5 pages all about it, and he wrote me 10 pages in return. I still have it."
Another woman who wasn't in his class, said, "So, I guess he's the kind of teacher that changes lives?"
And the whole room said in unison, "Yes."
Dad has been quietly changing lives in freshman English classes for 35+ years. He studies and plans more than any teacher I know. Even after teaching for this long, he writes out full lesson plans, constantly changes his curriculum, and stays after school late making preparations. He puts his heart into it. And I was so happy to hear that he really does and has and will continue to change lives.
I'm one lucky kid to be Mr. Williams' daughter.