Today I felt like a number.
It was not a glorious experience.
Terrible scores.
Pictures of a past mentor or even two
“you certainly talk a good game.”
I am not a number.
I play an incomparable and unforgettable game.
Writing is my thing.
If “terrible” scores scare people,
They don’t see me.
I have unlimited potential.
I have possibilities unimagined.
I am the teacher they talk about.
I grow hearts.
I grow people.
I am not a number.
If you think so, we were never really acquainted,
Because if you believe in tallying a human condition,
I didn’t know you either.
Trust is a choice.
I am not a number, I am a being.
My students saw my being today.
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Yes! Affirmative, and you never signed up to be a number when you chose this path in life. I loved this fierce post. It will be forgotten soon, you’re probably the only one stressing on it.
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You’re right, you are not a number—and neither are your students! You can’t quantify what really matters.
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I dislike the fact that education and teaching has become more of a numbers game and less of a learning one. Very powerful piece!
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