Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Fictional Letters to the Teacher

Good Student
September 29, 2020


Dear Ms. Bee,


You may not remember me, but I was in your 11 grade math class at Van High.  I am writing you to let you know the impact that you had on me then and how it has affected where I am now.  I remember meeting you the first day and thinking to myself "she is kind of old for a new teacher". In that year, we all got to know you better and learned about some of the things you had done before teaching.  What that experience taught me is that I did not have to choose my lifetime career right out of high school and that it is possible to have several careers during one's life.  Since math was my favourite subject, I went on to University to study physics.  I practiced this for a while, but have recently decided to go back to school to study law. I look forward to entering this new profession. 


I hope all is well with you, and thanks again for demonstrating to me that one can explore and do different things through their life.


--Good Student




Bad Student
September 29, 2020


Dear Ms. Bee,


You may not remember me, but I was in your 8th grade math class at Van High.  You were a new teacher at that time.  Looking back, I realize I could have probably paid more attention in class, but you did not make that easy for me. I often felt like you expected everyone to like math as much as you did.  Not everyone is interested in solving math puzzles.  In fact, I am still not interested. I appreciated that you often tried to engage us, but I saw your attempts to engage us a little pathetic.  I just wanted you to know that I am living a very happy, successful life without knowing what the Fibonacci series is.


Sincerely,


--Bad Student

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