Tomorrow, Friday, August 16, is the first day of school at the private, Catholic school where I begin, with the first bell in the morning, my twentieth year at this particular institution and my twenty-third year overall as a high school educator. These have been primarily wonderful years. They’ve not all proceeded as I would have hoped. They haven’t been perfect. But, on the whole, they have obviously been rewarding enough that I have continued to come back, year-after-year, to the classroom. To teach. To work with high school students.
All-in-all, I feel pretty lucky.
Over the past ten days, I’ve shared some of the fictional teachers from whom I have drawn a modicum of inspiration over those years.
With the dawn tomorrow bringing new students to my classroom, we come to the end and I present:
THE BEST TEACHER IN FICTION
Mr. Glen Holland
is awarded this distinction for surprising himself by finding a life in education,
for teaching his students as much about life as about music,
for making good choices even in the face of temptation,
for reaching out to those in need,
for inspiring his students,
for finding his compass and being one of mine.