my favorite teacher

when I was growing up and in grade 7 I was very poor. the kids in my class was nasty and called me names. even though I was smart I still had problems in my self worth and I had no confidence in my self. one day my teacher saw first hand how the other children treated me. he told me that I had two choices. one was to get him to expelled the bullies or two to show the bullies that it’s not the clothing or the lunch that I either wear or eat that makes who I am. he also told me that I could do anything that I wanted if I just put my mind to it. he also acknowledge that I had a good heart and how many times did I help those bullies with their homework. after that discussion I went home and thought about it. next day it’s like a light bulb light up. I couldn’t care less the names they called me. the more they did to me the more determine I was to be the top of my class, the top of the school and as I kept going on in my studies I always made sure in my life that I did the best that I could and satisfied with what I had. neither to day I graduated with honors, became a social worker and helped a lot of people. now that i’m retired and a grandma I try to show my grandson that if you try and you give all your best that’s all that anyone could ask of someone. I’m pleased that I had me. Pelletier as my grade 7 teacher.