Our kids

"To parents who aren't educators, this may be hard to understand: 

Five days a week, we teach your kids. 

That means we educate your kids. 

Play with your kids. 

Discipline your kids. 

Joke with your kids. 

Console your kids. 

Praise your kids. 

Question your kids. 

Beat our heads up against a wall about your kids. 

Gush over your kids. 

Laugh with your kids. 

Worry about your kids. 

Keep an eye on your kids. 

Learn about your kids. 

Invest in your kids. 

Protect your kids. 

Love your kids...

We would all take a bullet for your kids.

It's nowhere in our job description. 

It isn't covered in the employee handbook. 

It isn't cited on our contracts. 

But we would all do it. 

So yes, please hug your kids tonight, really, really tight. 

But on Monday, if you see your kids teacher, hug them too."

This has been circulating since the shooting on Friday and I think it's great. Let me reiterate that I'm a certified teacher who is currently substituting. However, every class I walk into I treat as if they were my own. It's just in our nature. We love them all, big or small. To you they might be your kids, but to us they are our kids. 

Here's to a better week, y'all. Let's give out an extra dose of love, huh?