In the wake of the Parkland shooting, I’ve been struggling with how to voice my anger, not just at recent events, but at larger narratives surrounding public education. In particular, how do we as a culture value the lives of our K-12 educators?
We decorate classrooms with coffee mugs and posters that say “Teaching is my superpower, what’s yours?” or “Teachers are raising tomorrow’s adults.“ Recently, I read one that gave me chills: “A teacher is like a candle. It consumes itself to make light for others.”
Think about that for a moment. In this comparison, a candle (teacher) expends itself for the benefit of others (students). Expend how, exactly? Physically, mentally, emotionally, financially.