I have
never called my teacher mummy at school, never ever, and how I could be called my
teacher mummy if my mummy was incomparable, she was everything to me, she was
the one that when I was a kid took me to
school, she brought my lunch box at break time at school to be sure I eat,
because I was very special to eat, she was the mummy that everyone would like
to have of my school partners, and the teachers adored her because she was a
nurse and she always donated a first aid kid; and most of the time that someone
had hurt in the break, my mummy cured
him/her, she was my mummy.
When I
become a teacher 23 years ago, I grew up loving children and teenagers.
However, my speciality is secondary. I have always been aroound children, and
in my first year of teaching, I always visited the kindergarten room, I love so
much the liittle ones , but I was their
teacher, and I was very young. To my surprise at the end of the year, the
parents of kindergarten asked me to be the God mother of the Graduated ones of
Kindergarten, the kids choose me.
I still
remember it was a huge joy for me and a mix of emotions about making my speech
for those little ones on the day of their graduation, and I thought what am
I am going to give them as a
graduation gift? I was just a simple teacher in her first year and I did not earn so much, I have just started
my career as a teacher, so I spent my whole December salary and I bought
those19 kiddos a very thin Golden chains with her initials names, it was
nothing comparing to el the love that those little kids have given to me that
year, being a new teacher, in my really first year.
And how
can I say about my own students?, their love was huge, their jokes always
delete any sadness, hugs,their kisses, also their tears when they had home
problems and they told me, and I was very Young but I NEVER LEFT THEM, I was
always there , and I told them: Tomorrow will be better holding them tight; at
the end of the year, they gave the surprise of my life, a big, big ballon I
always dreamed to have one like that and the ballon said : For our mom, and a
very huge teddy squirrel, it was very big and so beautiful, I am 1,54 cm, the
squirrel was taller than waist, that day I cried a lot because I am very sensitive and all of my children
hugged me because I am sensitive, some of them cried too, and their parents
took pictures, those kids are adults now , they have their families and I sometimes saw them because they live near
my parents´ home where I live now, and whenever I see them, flashbacks come to
my mind of those little faces, hugs, when they called me mummy, y then then
called me Miss, they got confussed , caused they got more time with me than
with their parents. And it was… I WAS HER MUMMY AT SCHOOL.
As the
time passed by I went to other schools to teach, and I listened to the
teachers in the teacher room comments
like: “ When are they going to leave? How long is left to end the year? Have
you noticed Tania ( invented name) always wants to hug you? And Kevin always
wants to give you a Kiss? How sad and how deep Grieg I had to hear those
comments, because those teachers were parents at that time, and they knew what
they meant that a teenager needed a hug or a give a kiss to someone, they were
our children at school, and we were not there just to teach contents from the
curriculum, we were who replace their parents at that time, and who spent
more time with them, who knew every
single-family problems situation of each of
them, of single parents families, we knew that many of those kids did not have a dad and mum together, we knew
that they have serious problems at home with their families.
