The Best Thing My Daughter Learned In School This Year


I’m feeling really grateful today. It’s been a long tough school year and today is finally the last day. We can finally let it go, leave it behind and finally move on. There is a ridiculous amount of information these kids are expected to learn in school. It’s almost like middle school and high school classes are almost equivalent to my college classes and sometimes the kids don’t have the maturity or comprehension to understand the depth of the information. 

My daughter had one particular teacher who has taught her more than any other. He is a stand out and I am grateful she had the opportunity to be in his class. Throughout the year he has offered several opportunities to improve your grade separate from the excessive tests that seem to be an obsession in our schools today. If he told them he would have a paper graded by a certain date and he didn’t follow through, they would get extra credit. He taught them by example to be accountable by putting himself on their level and holding himself to the same standard. 

The truth is, we have come to believe we are here to judge people. We feel obligated to label people and force our beliefs and lifestyle on the ones around us. If they don’t obey, we feel the need to punish and make an example of them. I say we are not here to teach people lessons at all. We are here to love, support and lift people up. When we can help, lending a hand to someone in need is one of the nicest lessons we could ever pass on.

Today my daughter forgot her physics packet. She is not the compassionate type and is resentful I do so much to help her younger brother in school. She really believes I should back off and let him fall on his own behind. Today though she asked me to bring her the packet she left at home. I could have thrown her own attitude right back in her face but I didn’t. I drove that paper right over and you know why? People make mistakes. We forget things no matter how responsible we think we are. Who am I to think I need to teach her a lesson? When she came out to the car, she handed me a token for a free drink at Sonic. Her teacher had sent it out to me as a thank you for driving her paper across town. Did she learn a ton of physics in there this year? Probably not but what she did learn was one good deed deserves another and that kindness really does count. There are no words for the gratitude I feel toward this man. That is the kind of lesson parents only hope our children will learn in school. All’s well that ends well and if this is the last and only thing she will ever learn from her junior year, I am extremely grateful.



What goes down, down, down must come up, up, up. 

Everything I needed to learn, I was taught in grade school. At least that’s what I thought back then. What goes up, must come down. We tested this theory by throwing a paper ball in the air. The result was the same every single time. It’s what they didn’t teach in any level of schooling that is most disappointing. Everything seemed so simple then. All these theories and laws convinced me to believe that everything made sense. If you thought about something long enough, it would be possible to figure it out. We learned about the Laws of Motion. What we didn’t learn was how to survive the unbalanced force that would cripple us because we had the misfortune of being pummeled as it crossed our path. Sometimes there is no force strong enough to get us moving again. Sometimes we become so stunned and injured that we are stuck in that place, stuck in our tracks. They say for every action there is an opposite and equal reaction. I’ve got to believe what goes down, down, down must eventually come back up. I just wish there was a formula to tell us when.