Teacher Love

I was a post graduate at a boarding school for a year, not thrilled to be there. But I was eager to make the most of my studies, get into a college, and move on. My English teacher that year was Mr. Fleck, who was unlike any other teacher I had ever had. On a midterm progress report he wrote: ”She does seem to expect failure or at least anticipates problems; I hope that her confidence in her own verbal ability will continue to grow. She has the potential of finding her inner tutor.” I find this to be very poignant for me in my life even today, outside of studies. He believed in me, in my abilities, when I did not. I am grateful to him to this very day for lifting me up and reassuring me. Thank you, Mr. Fleck.