Today guys and gals it’s all about names.
I have a confession to make. I’m not proud of this, but I feel it is important that you know. So here goes. Sometimes, just sometimes, I can’t remember some of my students’ names. Now I’m not talking about the students I see every day. No. I’m talking about the students I see once a month or once every two months etc.
I see them walking toward me and suddenly a feeling of dread rises up inside of me. What can I do? I frantically search the recesses of my mind. I come up empty. I quickly backtrack. Hold on a minute - do I have any students without names? Am I in luck? Is this that one poor anomaly whose parents decided they didn’t need to name their little bundle of joy?
Sadly, no. This person has a name – I just can’t remember it (grr). Defeated, and with no way out, I’m left with only one option. I look that student right in the eye and I say (in my happiest of voices to cover for my patheticness) – “Hey buddy. How are you?”
What a total cop-out. This student deserves more than that. And from now on, I will try and be more than that. I will try to remember every student’s name, not just the names of the students I have frequent contact with, but every student.
(Yeah, I'll even try to remember the hard to pronounce ones. Just like this dude does.)
I have a confession to make. I’m not proud of this, but I feel it is important that you know. So here goes. Sometimes, just sometimes, I can’t remember some of my students’ names. Now I’m not talking about the students I see every day. No. I’m talking about the students I see once a month or once every two months etc.
I see them walking toward me and suddenly a feeling of dread rises up inside of me. What can I do? I frantically search the recesses of my mind. I come up empty. I quickly backtrack. Hold on a minute - do I have any students without names? Am I in luck? Is this that one poor anomaly whose parents decided they didn’t need to name their little bundle of joy?
Sadly, no. This person has a name – I just can’t remember it (grr). Defeated, and with no way out, I’m left with only one option. I look that student right in the eye and I say (in my happiest of voices to cover for my patheticness) – “Hey buddy. How are you?”
What a total cop-out. This student deserves more than that. And from now on, I will try and be more than that. I will try to remember every student’s name, not just the names of the students I have frequent contact with, but every student.
(Yeah, I'll even try to remember the hard to pronounce ones. Just like this dude does.)
How about you? Do you strive to remember each and every student’s name? Do you think that your students deserve more than just generic greetings because you can’t remember (or can’t be bothered to remember) their names? Do you think that all of your students should be treated with care and respect? Of course you do. And showing this care and respect can be as easy as using the student’s name when you greet him or her. Simple as that!
That little rant concludes this post. I hope you got something out of it.
Have a great day,
Josh
Keep English Real
That little rant concludes this post. I hope you got something out of it.
Have a great day,
Josh
Keep English Real
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