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Teachers: They teach more than just subjects

The other morning I was sitting at home, coffee in hand and started reminiscing as we all do from time to time. My thoughts began to take me back to my school days. It was the early seventies, station wagons roamed the streets, pollution was our biggest concern and cell phones weren’t even a possibility.

I was a young teenager back then and my life centered around my friends and the fashion of the day, which consisted of blue eye shadow, a shag haircut, David Cassidy and pooka shells.   As I poured over my memories, I wondered if what I’ve accomplished as an adult would have made my teachers proud. I then began to think of teachers in general, who they are and what they mean to us. Next to parents, teachers are the most influential people in a child’s life.  It’s a tough, underpaid and sometimes, thankless job, and one that our society unfortunately takes for granted.

I remember grade eight. It was the dreaded math class, and I was failing miserably. My teacher Mr. Matla took me aside and asked me to come in after class to help prepare me for the upcoming test.  I knew in my heart that I was destined to fail! Begrudgingly I decided to comply and attended his weekly tutoring sessions with much skepticism. After all, I was accustomed to seeing that big red mark of “perceived” inadequacy circled at the top of the page. I took the exam and sat waiting with hopeful yet bated breath when Mr. Matla announced that on “this one particular day” he would be handing back the results in a “NEW” manner. He would disperse the marked papers to his students according to grade, “lowest” first. I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that my name would be the first one called.  Marks of D’s, then C-, then C’s were uttered as students one by one stood up to retrieve their test papers. Still not called, I was convinced that in a frenzied marking haze Mr. Matla had indeed lost mine and that this occurrence was just a huge oversight on his part.  B- he called, then B. After all the other students had gone up I looked at my teacher’s hand. There was still one paper left.  He then asked me to stand and began to applaud with the class following suit as he handed me my “A”. 

On that day I was taught an important lesson and it had nothing to do with math. I learned that if you work hard, and if you “try” then you can accomplish anything.  Mr. Matla, saw in me what no one else in my life was able to see: “Potential”!

Teachers, teach us math, geography, English and a variety of other subjects, but what they really teach us is far more valuable. They teach us about life. A few years back I took the opportunity to thank him. Although budgets have been cut and times have changed, our teachers have not! Ihor Matla is still teaching math in Toronto today and a new generation of students are his beneficiaries. A career that started in North York decades ago is still going strong in 2005. 

If you have the chance to thank your favorite teacher or your child’s favorite teacher then by all means do so. Teachers are an important facet to our society and every once in a while deserve a little appreciation.


©Lori Weisbrod


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