Every Wednesday for the past 3 years I taught Josh* guitar lessons. I can still remember the first day I met him… freckles, shy, a guitar that wouldn’t stay in tune no matter what. I taught him songs and theory and had meaningful conversations with him. every. single. week.
One day it struck me that I probably know him better than some of his relatives. That’s a big deal. I mean, how often do you see your nephew or niece or cousin…even your Grandma? Once a month? A couple times a year?
Teachers, you see your students every week. They talk to you about school, family, music… their hopes and dreams.
What a gift! To influence a child. To teach!
This week I referred Josh to another teacher because it seemed like it was the right thing for him. He needed new challenges and a different perspective. He’s about to be a high schooler, he’s not a kid anymore.
Sometimes, as teachers, we need to do something because it’s the best thing for our student.
Still, it’s weird. I’ll sure miss seeing Josh every week! In fact, I might never see him again. Weird.