Yesterday, I had a teacher come to me and tell me a story about one of our students we share. This teacher is the ELL Itinerant teacher at Jere Baxter. She works with our lovely English language learners, who are always working so hard.
Now, yesterday she came up to me during my planning period and starts telling me a story about how students were not respecting her books the way she should. So she asks a student how many books he has as home. This students who is new to my school, and I am pretty sure fairly new to The United States, says he has one book at home. He continues to say that the one book he has is from Mr. Wobbrock, but he has to give it back.
Of course this melted my heart. The fact that I gave a student his first book ever, it breaks and warms my heart at the same time. This students is 14 years old and he has never owned a book before. I can tell already that this student will cherish this book for the rest of his days. He goes out of his way to read and comprehend this book. Since he asked to borrow it from my classroom library he has carried it with him to all of his classes and he reads it every chance he gets.
This is the most humbling and amazing this that I have every experienced in my time as a teacher. It literally brought tears to my eyes. One of the best parts is that this book means absolutely nothing to me. I bought this book for less than a dollar at a used book store. And now this book is something very meaningful to this student.
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