Today, I was visiting classrooms in one of our elementary schools. In a grade 4 class, there was a little guy who was having trouble writing what he was thinking. It was his turn to share in his circle of six.
He didn’t want to read what he wrote.
He was a little embarrassed because he hadn’t quite written an answer to the prompt.
I asked if I could read it to the group. He nodded.
I read aloud wha he wrote and said, “So, it seems like he doesn’t think he should have to choose a most important piece because he thinks they are all important. That’s pretty cool to me.”
We moved on.
A bit later in class, he sat next to me to read a book about shark trivia. His fluency and decoding were amazing, by the way.
We chatted for a while and other kids came to talk to me.
When it was time for me to visit another class, I stood. I said, as I usually do, “Thank you for letting me learn with you today.”
He very quietly said, “Thank you for helping me.”
This was 15 minutes later.
There is no more important job than this.