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National Teachers day: the Teacher Who Helped Me Through High School

Today is National Teacher Day! I’ve almost always liked my teachers. I’ve had a couple that were really special to me. My art teacher, Mrs. Mose, in high school was one of them.
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When I younger, I was super into art. I was convinced I would be an artist when I grew up. Mom always tried to talk me out of it or steer me into a related field because of the lack of jobs, but I was adamant. Even though I’m no longer pursuing my art, I’m still going into a career with no jobs (sorry mom!)

Anyways, back to my art teacher, Mrs. Mose. She was always a little out there. She would yell for fun or say crazy things. My freshman year, I was a bit afraid of her. I thought it was interesting that she was married but didn’t take her husbands name or had a little girl who only ate health food.

Mose, as we all affectionately called her, was one of the most laid back teachers at the high school. When I was a junior and senior, she would let my friends and I come eat lunch with her – almost every day. I look back now and I know that means a lot. Most teachers just want a complete hour away from kids.

Her room was a mess. There was paint all over the tables, usually wet clay left to dry where it shouldn’t. When the kiln was on, you could just smell the heat and baking. I don’t know how else to explain it. The pottery wheels were shoved in a corner, ready for those needing to create a pot or a bowl. Her office was always messy – just crap everywhere. I tried to clean it once and failed epicly. She had way too many filing cabinets shoved in that tiny, dark office.

As a senior, I was incredibly bored. I was that kid who finished all of that days work before class ended, if not the entire weeks work. I didn’t want to sit there and talk, I wanted my work done. Because I was such a good kid, teachers would basically let me do what I wanted. In my life skills class, I finished the entire semester in about 2 weeks. So the teacher would let me go hang out with Mose. If she had a class, she didn’t care. I could just chill and create or chill and read. Even if she was on prep, she didn’t mind me sitting at the big wood drawing tables, doing whatever.

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My depression really reared its ugly head in high school. Being able to escape from everyone really helped me. Even if it was loud and crazy, I could find a place of zen just to chill out in Mose’s room. I think I dodged a lot more breakdowns because of my happy place. And if I really needed, Mose would take the time to come talk to me, even if she had a classroom full of kids.

My high school experience would be a lot different if I hadn’t had Mose as a teacher. I learned so much more than just art from her.
National Teachers Day, The teacher who got me through high school

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