However, traveling through the area around my school made me miss it! I mean, how can it possibly be summer break and I'm already missing my school!? When I left after my last day as a Van Winkle teacher, I wrote my principal a letter telling her about all my school has meant to me over the years. And, I want you to know too. So, I'll make this post an "Ode to Van Winkle!"
My first day at Van Winkle, I was an eager and enthusiastic graduate. I say graduate because I would hardly consider myself worthy of the title "teacher" yet. I came into this classroom full of students who had been through three-four teacher figures. I had not signed a contract, but I needed the money! Ha! I remember walking the class to the music room and trying to keep them in a line. They walked all over me that first day. I couldn't get them in line, couldn't remember their names, and I know everyone was watching to see how I panned out. I remember Mrs. Thorns running up beside me calling those kids by name in that voice of hers and getting them straight. I was so thankful to her for that! I barely made it down to my room before bursting into tears. Of course, Mrs. Pemberton walked in and the "mama" in her tried to make it better. I called my mom crying after school that day and told her I didn't want to go back! But, I made a promise to these kids and to my principal. I was not going anywhere! And I needed that pay check! Ha! Those were not happy tears. Those were tears of a scared, overwhelmed, and frustrated graduate trying to be a teacher.
Van Winkle taught me so many valuable lessons that I never learned in school. It is now, after learning these lessons that I will consider myself a teacher. I have grown in my profession because of this school, and I have grown as a person because of this school. I am truly blessed. God blessed me more than I could have imagined when he placed me here.
I have been blessed by each staff member, each student, and my administration throughout my four and half years here. I am blessed to have had the opportunity to grow here. Thank you for such a wonderful opportunity!
So, on my last day, I left with a different kind of tears. I left with tears of sadness. I will miss my Van Winkle family. I will miss seeing Dr. Bowen and Mrs. Grigsby in the rotunda each morning as I roll in right before 7:30! (By the way, that is the cutoff time! Oops!) I will miss watching my principal handle difficult children with such care.
I will miss the Kenyadas of Van Winkle just as much as I will miss the Kristins of our school. I will miss pushing students beyond what they ever imagined.
I will miss their smiles when they have that light bulb moment!
I will miss venting to Mrs. Jierski or Mrs. Torrey (or the others who know who they are! Ha!) I will miss so many things! But, I will remember them with such a smile!
Because this is the school that made this graduate into the teacher and the person that I am today. I am proud of my time here!
P.S. - Feel free to check out our class blog here to see what we've been doing all year!

8 comments:
Megan,
You are a wonderful teacher. Van Winkle will have big shoes to fill this fall. I know they will miss you terribly! I am so proud of you, and how you made the best of a very difficult situation. As a former teacher of JPS (although it was 18 years ago!), I can somewhat identify with your clientele. You certainly made a difference in a lot of children's lives. Those students and their parents will never forget you. You also set a great example for other teachers as well.
Johnson -
Okay, this made me teary eyed. I also left in tears on my first day and again on my last day. What a wonderful school with fabulous teachers and a supportive administration. This school made me a teacher, too. Thanks for reminding me what a great opportunity I had in working at Van Winkle. Good luck with your move!
Kirk
...and I am proud of YOU! So many people live ther whole lives without making any real difference. You made a difference every day! (And they made a difference in you. Rom. 8:28) Love you.
I read this on the way home last night, but couldn't text a comment and drive (or watch Daddy drive) at the same time.
I will not forget that first day when you called crying until the last day when you cried again! I remember having you email me a list of those first students' names and I prayed for each one the rest of that year.
You know your dad and I have cried every time we left a place, even though we were excited about new beginnings. How sad would it be, to not cry? You have invested so much energy, love and even passion in the lives of the students that God placed in your path!! I can't wait to see and hear what God is going to do in their lives and the lives of those they will touch because of your impression on them. I am sure some of that will not be known to you until you get to heaven and it becomes clear.
Love you!!!
Mama
Megan,
I can tell from this post what a great teacher you are! You're student's pictures remind me of the kids I taught in Birmingham while Tim was in medical school. You have served these kids in such a wonderful way! May our Lord bless you as you move on to new things!
Van Winkle is a wonderful school! I was terrified my first day and so sad when I walked out the door for the last time. The bonds formed between fellow teachers are priceless as we strived to change lives. You'll be great wherever you go!!!!!
OKAY, I am sitting here crying my eyes out. What wonderful expressions of your love for Van Winkle. Megan, I also cried on my first days at Van Winkle and I wasn't a first year teacher!!! I thought that I had left a heaven of a school in Kosciusko and that nowhere would ever compare. You are right though, Dr. Bowen and the numerous assistant principals that we have had have all been so supportive. I am sure that on my last day there will be tears also as it will be a new milestone in my life...retirement. Our babies are so precious!!!!
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