Teacher Stories
Submitted by Angela Chan on October 4, 2011
There is so much about teaching that is intellectually challenging and emotionally taxing, but I found myself experiencing the deepest kind of pain I’d ever known just a few days before school was to start. We had lost two students whose lives, according to news sources, were ended by their own mother.
Sam, 8 and Samantha, 12, were about to enter the 4th and 7th grades respectively. I had taught Sam in the Extended-Day program the year before. I was a third grade teacher, and Sam was in the other third grade class. However, when my grade partner, Sam’s teacher, suddenly passed away, I had considered Sam and his class to be my own.
I saw the headline in the news the day before school started, but I ignored it at first. Headlines about domestic violence and family tragedies have become something not out of the ordinary in our society. What is one more such case in our city? Why care enough to spend time to find out the story? Then came an email from a colleague telling me it might be students from our school. My heart raced as I opened the story to read its content, but since the names of the children were left out, I couldn’t know for sure. The circumstances around the deaths of the children were tragic, and I went to bed hoping that they were not children from my school. Read the rest of this entry »