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Why I dread Tuesdays and Thursdays

My brother’s kindergarten teacher makes me nervous


 

Every Tuesday and Thursday I drop my younger brother off for his kindergarten class. My little brother loves school and usually talks non-stop the entire walk there and back. It’s his teacher.

Sam absolutely adores Mrs. Dybowski. And I completely understand why.

It’s part of the reason why every time I’m near his teacher, I lose the ability to speak in complete sentences. I avoid eye contact.

My five-year-old brother’s kindergarten teacher makes me a nervous wreck. And it’s not just because she’s extremely good looking, in an old lady kind of way.

The problem is, she’s one of those teachers with a Mother Teresa aura. You can instantly tell that she not only cares deeply about her students, she’s also really great at what she does. Every Tuesday and Thursday, I get to watch her for a couple of minutes as she organizes the kids into a straight line, gently telling them off when they push or shove.

“No, Harry, we don’t want to knock anyone over, right?” A disappointed look from Mrs. Dybowski is all it takes to make even the rowdiest five-year-old want to stand up straighter. Taller.

I admit it. I care what she thinks of me. As I stand there each morning, twice a week, for a couple of minutes, I try not to look nervous. Instead, I try to project this image of Kindly Big Brother Who Agrees that standing in a straight line is next to godliness.

-photo courtesy of Kevin Bedell


 

Why I dread Tuesdays and Thursdays

  1. hahaha
    I love this article.

  2. Nice post Scott. Having a teacher that makes you care about what they think is one of the most powerful motivators. The best professors I had as an undergrad were the ones who inspired me to care about what they thought of me.

  3. Great read Scott! I still remember my grade 10 french teacher…it was her first year and it was the first time I ever excelled at french. She was an excellent motivator and a wonderful person :)

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