Dear Teachers, I Love You the Most

Dear Teachers:

Yes, you. All of you. This letter is to you, and for you, from a mom of three school-age children. I’m one of those weirdos who had my kids really spread apart, so I’ve got one going into second grade, one going into sixth, and one going into HIGH SCHOOL (gulp!!). With all my kids divided between elementary, middle, and high school, it can make my mom-mind a bit frazzled. I’ve got math fact memorization on one end and Algebra struggles on the other.

That’s quite the educational spectrum at the after school homework table in my house. Maybe that’s part of the reason why, my dear teachers, I freaking LOVE you. I love you so darn much.

I always knew I did not want to homeschool. I mean I’d knuckle down and do it if I had to, but I think I’d be a hot mess and probably pretty ineffectual beyond the 6th grade. So dear teachers, I always knew I needed you. But I didn’t know how much I’d love you.

How do I love thee, teachers? Let me count the ways. Without using numbers, though.

I love you because you get down on my little one’s level and tell him you love him. I love you because you take time to get to know, see, and believe the best in my child. I love you because you see not just the things he needs to overcome, but how amazing he will be when he stops holding himself back.

I love you because you encourage my daughter to not be so hard on herself. I love you because you tell her that her best is good enough, and that seeking perfection every time is a lost cause. I love you because you correct her when she is wrong, and never stop encouraging her to choose what is right. I love you because you let her know that her kindness to others is appreciated and seen. I love you because you let me know she has gone above and beyond in caring for others.

I love you because you email me about any upcoming events or celebrations where my food allergy kid might need me to provide him with a treat so he won’t be left out.

I love you because you’ve shown my teenage son what it looks like to rise above hard things and still pursue Christ. I love you because you’ve shown him what it looks like to serve students all day long, and then go out and serve those in need on your weekends and holidays. I love you because you’ve encouraged him in the subjects he excels at, applauded him when he’s using his gifts well, and dared him to get out of his shell a bit more.

And also, I love you for teaching them all those things they are required to know to graduate. 🙂 I guess I should mention academics in there somewhere.

But also:

I love you because you have kids of your own and you still pour into mine. That is a gift that is indescribable. I love you because you get up at an ungodly hour to be ready before my kids walks through your classroom door. I love you because you work hard for not a lot of money and you often spend your own on your students. I love you because you answer my emails patiently and are always up front with me about concerns. I love you because you truly have partnered with me in my child’s education.

I fully realize that, bottom line, my child’s education is my responsibility, not yours. But I am truly grateful you’ve allowed me to know that I can trust the education each of my kids are getting while they are in your care from 8:15-2:55 every Monday through Friday. The excellence with which you do your job does make the excellence I strive for in my job as a parent so much more attainable.

So Dear Teachers, as this school year begins, as you trade long summer days for early school mornings, please know that I love you. That you are loved. You are appreciated, you are valued. I know my kids may not understand how amazing you are, so let me do my best to express on behalf of my whole family that you are a gift from God, and this mom will never take you for granted.

Much love,


Jenny Rapson
Jenny Rapson
Jenny is a follower of Christ, a wife and mom of three from Ohio and a freelance writer and editor.

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