thoughts, words, deeds

a graduate instructor's pleasure

What is your most treasured work memory?

I think it might be a time that came while I wasn't working. I was in the university library, using a computer and this young man came up to me. He thanked me for being his freshman English teacher and told me that I had been one of the defining teachers of his college career. It was surreal, mostly because I did remember him, vaguely. I think he was a B student, someone who I enjoyed reading. He was part of a class that was full of good students. But he remembered me, and that was just amazing.

That's the only time that it's happened to me, but I think I'd love to be able to do that for some of my old teachers.