A Letter to My Kids on my First Day

A version of this appeared in EdWeek.


8/6/16

My dears,

I’m so excited to welcome you into our classroom this year! I’m excited to get to know you or, for some of you, get re-acquainted with the wonderful humans you are becoming.

Here are three important truths I want you to know:

  1. Things are going to get real this year. I’ll be honest, we’re going to enter into some uncomfortable conversations. In some ways, that’s part of growing up. Some of you have heard me talk about this before, but I heard all kind of things about me that hurt when I was growing up— about my race, or my parents, or the way I looked.

Dealing with that stuff is part of growing up, and so we’re going to talk about why those things happen and how to deal with them. I want to make sure you leave this room as mentally prepped to know and love yourself as possible.

We also have a unique opportunity, however. Think of this: out of all the people in the world, the universe conspired to bring the group of us together in this room right now. There are a million other ways the day could have gone— you could’ve been in another class, I could’ve taken the job in San Francisco instead of here, the person next to you could have gone to another school. A million little things had to happen for us to end up in this room together. There is something awesome (in the true sense of the world), powerful, and beautiful about that if you want to see it.

And you all bring something special to this classroom. You bring stories from your life and your family’s history. You bring a set of perspectives and beliefs that, literally, no one else in the world has. You all have something special and wonderful to add to our discussion, and to not challenge, push, and learn from those unique beliefs would be criminal.

So, I’ll be honest, some of my motives are a little selfish. I want to learn from all of you as much as possible, which means we’re going to try and talk about the things that make us tick. It might get uncomfortable and we might get frustrated, but I think if we all see each other as a font of some kind of knowledge and remember that everyone has a story, we’ll be able to get through it.

  1. It is your job to ask tough questions— especially of me. I know, normally as the teacher I’m supposed to talk to you about my rules (or “norms” or “procedures” or any other of the words we use to mean “a set of behaviors I want you to follow”). Yes, to make things run smoothly and for us to get to the real work, there are some generally accepted societal norms that would be good for you to follow.

But we’re going to have some tough conversations. Here’s an important thing to know: I may not always be right. I’m only human, just like you. I’m quite a bit older than you*makes dinosaur noises*, but that doesn’t mean I always have the answer or even know more about a topic. I want you to know that you should be asking me tough questions, especially, “why?”

A few years ago, I was reading The Giver with a group of 7th graders. One of them raised their hand, and asked me a question about the book and presented me with a possible theory. Everyone looked at me, expectant that I would confirm or deny their belief. Here’s the thing: the idea had never once crossed my mind. I had never even considered the theory before! Though this student was 15 years younger than me, they had completely blown my mind about a book that I had read at least 50 times.

This is what I’m talking about: you should always share your opinions or thoughts with me, or feel free to ask me questions. We may not always see eye-to-eye, but I truly believe we’ll all be better for it.

  1. I adore the peas and carrots out of all you. Truly. I may not always show it (I am human after all), but I hope you know that I wake up every. single. morning. and feel lucky that I get to spend the day with you.

Even when we drive each other nuts. Even when I’m frustrated and tired. Even when you all don’t do your homework and I’m just like, “BUT WHY FAM?!”

Even on those days, I look up at the blue of the sky and green of Diamond Head and thank my lucky stars that you and this class are in my life.

 

So, let’s get to work.

 

With love,

 

Ms. Torres

 

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