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April 2, 2012

“Miss Wheat….Miss Wheat…” I hear as I’m relaxing on the Busan Beach…. it’s so normal to hear this now, that I don’t even think twice before I realize I’m on vacation and I’m being called Miss Wheat??! Wait, what?! Yes, it’s true… one of my students was vacationing there as well!

I think my Granny knew that this would be such a sweet thing to realize (my new name as a teacher) because she even had it engraved for me when I first started teaching.

I guess that I never really thought about it, but being called by another name is something quite special. ( I can only imagine what it’ll feel like to have my child call me Mom for the first time one day~) I love nick names and I have a few. But being called Miss Wheat is something of a special nature. It means that I have been given a very high calling and a very special responsibility– to care for, teach, and love children.


We have the cutest bathrooms at our school. They might smell like sewage sometimes but they are super cute, made for small children. Washing my hands, I looked down and saw an envelope addressed to ME! I was so surprised!

One of my students from last year had placed the letter on the counter. She’s a sweet little Korean girl now in Kindergarten and I’m not gonna lie, she is a princess.

I nearly teared up reading her letter. She can now write and spell. And, she remembers. It’s not often that preschool teachers get to hear praises from their former students. Most children forget those years and might have one memory from preschool or kindergarten when they get older. I guess I have a few, but not nearly as many as of High School or Middle School or even upper Elementary.

Yes, I know. I only taught her last year…but still…

It’s nice to know that I am impacting lives. Sometimes I wonder if I’m making a difference. I mean, if I could teach older kids I’d have the opportunity to have deeper conversations and help them through “tough” times.

I have to remember that even though I am dealing with “little people and little problems” I am still making a difference in their lives. Really, if I didn’t wipe their snotty noses and change their clothes when they have accidents or encourage them so that they can learn their ABCs, who would? Some other preschool teacher of course, but that’s the point– someone has to! And it’s important!

On the same note… coming in from recess the other day, one of the kinders came up to me (who I taught last year) and he shyly spoke, “Miss Wheat, I’ll never forget when you taught us about magnets.” I was so surprised! I smiled and hugged him,” And I’ll never forget you either.” I know, cheese it up, but it’s the truth.

These kiddos hold a special place in my heart.

Every year I cry when they go. I cry over the good behaved ones and the trouble makers. It’s one of those things where I know that I’ll never see them again (most likely), and I have to let them go and move on…let them grow up and trust God with them. 

It’s comforting to know that I’m making a difference in their lives, however little or big. And, we’re making priceless memories together.

One Comment leave one →
  1. April 6, 2012 3:33 am

    Oh Denny, that was so sweet!

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