ItÌýprobably didn’tÌýlook dramatic. A few moments of extra help when she saw you struggling with an algebra assignment. An encouraging smileÌýwhen you dared to raise your hand to answer a question.ÌýSomeone who recognized your potential long before you did. TheseÌýmoments are where real impact lives, and they are the reasons teachers change lives.ÌýÌýÌý
For the °Ç¸çºÚÁÏ employees whose storiesÌýyou’llÌýread below, that influenceÌýdidn’tÌýend when the school day did. This Teacher Appreciation Week, we celebrate those who see students not just for who they are, but what they could be.
“In middle school, I was incredibly shy.ÌýMy language arts teacher, Mrs.ÌýPohlman, put in more effort than any other teacher to get to know each one of us personally. She had us write about ourselves, our families, our dreams, our fears, and then she would write back to us. She taught us how to communicate and got to know us in the process. Thanks to Mrs. Pohlman, we all felt safe and confident during middle school.â€Ìý – Sydnee Chan, Director, Content MarketingÌý
“Ms. Cobb – she knew I loved to read and encouraged me to challenge myself. I was lucky enough to have her as my teacher in 5th grade and in 8th grade. When 8th grade rolled around,Ìýthe required reading was a book I had already read in 5th grade. SheÌýactually tookÌýme aside, told me she remembered that I had read that book previously and that we had discussed it, and then allowed me to choose any other book that I wanted as my required reading. I will never forget the impact she had on me then, and the continued impact she has had on my life.†– Lauren Gomez, Senior Subject Matter ExpertÌý
“I am a twin, and our parents celebrated our uniqueness. But competition has always run deep. My sister was gifted in art, naturally talented in a way that seemed effortless. She went to college to study art education, while I attended the same college for education with a special education concentration.ÌýFor the most part, ourÌýpaths stayed separate. We rarely shared classes, which suited meÌýjust fine.Ìý
But one year, our schedules collided. We ended up in the same art class for education majors together.Ìý
I did not want to be there with her. Sitting next to her only magnified the comparison I already carried with me. Her work was stunning, bold, thoughtful, and skilled. Mine, by comparison, felt embarrassingly simple.Ìý
I think our professor noticed what I could not hide. She saw the insecurity before I ever voiced it and took me aside one day to talk. With honesty and kindness, she helped me reframe how I saw myself.Ìý
She reminded me that my sister’s talent had not appeared overnight. She had spent six years in art classes throughout middle school and high school and continued taking advanced art courses in college. I had not had that same experience or time in an art classroom. When she looked at my work, she did not see failure. She saw growth. She told me my skills were advanced for the level of exposure I had had.Ìý
That conversation stayed with me. It did not suddenly make me an artist, but it gave me something just as important: permission to measure myself by my own journey, not someone else’s.†– Anita Brunson, Instructional Strategy & Design LeadÌý
“In my younger days ofÌýelementary, I was extremely shy and quiet, and it was hard for me to read in front of the class or even talk to other students. IÌýdon’tÌýremember a lot of the teachers’ names from thatÌýtime frame, but in 2nd grade, I do remember Ms. Thompson. She really embraced me personally and made me feel comfortable and really made a difference; a turning point in that elementary life to help lead me to who I am today. – Kerri Mason, Educational Partnerships ManagerÌý
“Mrs.ÌýCigales,Ìýmost definitely. She was my high school civic honors,ÌýFrenchÌýI & II, and APÌýGovernmentÌýteacher. We learned about the stock market, were givenÌýthe opportunity to write to our localÌýpoliticians, andÌýdoveÌýinto how to be an engaged member in society. She gave us the tools to beÌýknowledgeable and aware of how the system works, and the role we play. I learned so much in her classroom.†– DeOrenÌýRobinson, Growth Marketing ManagerÌý
“Miss Chambless sought me out in the ‘quad’ at break time to tell me she wanted me in the AP English class for my senior year.  She saw something I did not see and although I had a high learning curve to match skills with the others, she gave me lots of support. I not only passed the AP exam, IÌýwent on to get my BA in English Lit and then to be anÌýelementaryÌýschool teacher who loved to grow writers.ÌýI guess IÌýhoped to believe in my students the way she believed in me!†#lifechanging #pivotal – Meggin Verduzco, Senior Curriculum DeveloperÌý
“Mrs. Holmes, my fourth-grade teacher, wasÌýreally strictÌýand intimidating. One time, I was supposed to go to my friend Jennifer’s house after school. When I fished around in my backpack for my permission note…it was gone. I wound up forging a note from my mother and handing it to Mrs. Holmes. Even now, I remember the look she gave me. ‘Did you write this note?’ÌýsheÌýasked. I shook my head and insisted I had not.Ìý
Later that night, wracked with guilt, I broke down and told my mother what happened. She made me call Mrs. Holmes and tell her that I lied! After punching the numbers with shaking hands, my teacher picked up and I explained what I had done.Ìý
Her next words meant everything. “Amy, it took an enormous amount of courage to admit to this. It shows integrity.ÌýI’mÌýproud of you for telling me the truth.â€ÌýÌý
Not only have I never forgotten the kindness she showed me, I learned that even when we make big mistakes…we can tell the truth and move forward. That day, she showed me that she wasn’t just a remarkable teacher, but a remarkable human.†– Amy Reiss, Content Marketing ManagerÌýÌý
“When I was in 3rd grade, I wasÌývery quietÌýand a rule follower. Miss ChimaÌýimpactedÌýmy life because she encouraged me to step out of my comfort zone and show me that learning can be fun.ÌýI’llÌýnever forget when she turned our entire classroom into space during our planet unit. Thank you, Ms. Chima.†– Kelly Wilga, Educational Partnerships ManagerÌý
“In fourth grade, right after my parents separated, I switched from aÌýfast‑pacedÌýprivate school toÌýpublicÌýschool and suddenly found myself bored and disengaged in class. My teacher noticedÌýimmediately. Instead of letting me coast, she went out of her way to pull me into discussions, give me more challenging problems, andÌýactually makeÌýuse of my curiosity instead of treating it like a distraction. At a time when everything else in my life felt unsettled, she made me feel seen, not just as a student in the room, but as someone worth investing extra effort in.†– Sam Morrissette,ÌýSenior SEO AnalystÌý
“Mrs. Van Winkle! 1st grade,1976.ÌýWe had moved from town to a small county school. I hated school! And here is why.ÌýÌýÌý
Prior to the move, I had a teacher whoÌýliterally saidÌýto me,Ìý“You will never learn to read, you are not smart,Ìýand you will not become anything.â€ÌýAs a 6-year-old…I’mÌýsure the words were different.ÌýBut looking back,Ìýthat’sÌýwhat I remember was said to me.ÌýÌý
I spent hours a day in a cardboard secluded area in back of the room. She ignored me, and I ignored everyone!ÌýÌý
Fast forward to February of first grade. I stillÌýcan’tÌýread and I have no will to learn! In comes Mrs. Van Winkle. At my age of 6….ÌýsheÌýwasÌýold! White hair. Polyester dresses and wore nylons. And leather shoes! She was a grandma! Or at least I thought that!ÌýÌý
She had an old oil drumÌýthat had been scrubbed and lined with fabric and pillows. The whole frontÌýwasÌýcutÌýoutÌýso it was a “hiding chair†to read. (I am quite sureÌýthatÌýwould not be approved nowadays,Ìýto have an old oil drum in a classroom!) I loved it there. Because remember,ÌýI’dÌýbeen hiding all year!ÌýÌý
She coaxed me out. She gave up her lunch time. She gave up any free time she had, which in rural Montana schools youÌýdon’tÌýhave prep time,Ìýso her giving up what little time she did have was huge!ÌýÌý
She believed in me. She let me hide when I needed to. And she let me shine when she needed me to.ÌýÌý
Fast forward again, toÌý1998! ÌýI’mÌýgetting married.ÌýI’veÌýbeen corresponding with Mrs. VanÌýWinkle for years! She sends me cards and letters telling me about going onÌýa hot airÌýballoon ride for her 80thÌýbirthday. AndÌýalwaysÌýputtingÌýstamps and stickers on the envelopes!  But guess who is sitting in the audience that day as we said our vows? And in June of 2000, when our son was born, guess who was at the hospital the next day?ÌýÌý
Teachers make lasting memories. They make lasting relationships. And they change lives.ÌýÌý
-Allison Nys, Partner Success ManagerÌý