Letter to Teachers of ADHD Children
February 3, 2003
Dear Teacher,
You work so tirelessly, feel pressured from every corner, and
are seldom and quite inadequately rewarded for your labor.
So, please, pardon me for placing yet another burden at your
feet. Forgive me for issuing one more demand for you to meet.
If I did not feel so passionately, and if I did not have
tremendous faith in you, perhaps I would not even try to
muster the courage to speak up. But, my passion for my cause
is as deep as the mighty Grand Canyon. And, my faith in you
is as real as my faith that the sun will rise at the start of
each new day. So, I will speak and pray that my words will
make my passion real to you real enough to kindle the same
fiery passion within your very own soul.
Your classroom is a busy place of laughing and learning.
There are moments of noisy exploration and moments of quiet
reflection. There are days so easy you wonder how someone
could pay you to do what you do. And there are days so
difficult that no one could pay you enough to do what you do.
And through it all, year after passing year, there are those
students who endear themselves to you. Most often, they are
those quiet, polite students who are eager to be successful,
thirsty for knowledge, and determined to please. They are a
joy to teach and a pleasure to converse with. And, as if they
aren't already good enough, they appear immeasurably,
divinely good when compared with the "others".
The "others", who usually pale in comparison, are those
boisterous students who blurt out all of the answers,
scribble illegibly as they speed through their assignments
with unmatched frenzy, and leave their seats to stroll around
the room during your lesson. The others talk
incessantly with their neighbors, drum their fingers loudly
on their desks, hum constantly, and can't seem to sit for a
single moment without squirming nervously. They are the ones
that you lose 10 minutes into your lesson; they are
the ones who require you to repeat simple directions for the
tenth time. And, they are the ones you are pleased to have
absent occasionally just so you don't have to listen to them
or put up with them for one day.
But if, for one moment, you could see with your heart instead
of your eyes, you'd be able to see the others for who they
really are on the inside and for who they really wish to be
on the outside. You'd see past the squirming and the tapping
to discover a bottomless energy reserve just waiting to
explode in creative productivity. You'd stop viewing the
humming as a nuisance and begin hearing the rough drafts of a
musical masterpiece. And, every time an answer was blurted
out uncontrollably, you'd say, "Wow, this child is brimming
with knowledge and is graciously thrilled to share it!" You'd
see the short attention span as a challenge to not surrender
to mediocre or monotonous teaching, and you'd find yourself
revitalizing creativity and energy you'd forgotten you even
possessed. You'd probably even find yourself becoming a
better teacher, actually just by seeking to understand the
real beauty of the others.
Now, I am not a parent condoning my child's annoying habits
or misbehavior. Or, writing off his problems to a bad teacher
who can't control his behavior nor interest him in learning.
Nor am I searching for excuses because my child isn't all
that I had hoped and dreamed he'd be. And, I am not a student
slyly taking advantage of a popular label. Or, acting-out
simply to gain your attention. Nor, searching for ANY excuse
to be slack, to act silly, to show disrespect in your
classroom. Actually, I am neither a parent nor a student.
Instead, I am one of you, a teacher. One who teaches many of
the others one who also becomes frustrated by their
inattention, distracted by their squirming, angered by their
incessant chatter, and annoyed by their many quirks. I, too,
am one who catches herself short on patience, high on
frustration, and hopeful they'll be absent for a day so I can
regroup and restore my energy reserves.
And, yet, I am one who truly seeks to know the worth of these
others: to challenge their intellect, to inspire
their creativity, to provide them a productive outlet for
their energy. I am one who seeks to help them discover the
numerous blessings and benefits of being different from the
crowd; to help them unveil the talents which lay within them,
but are often overshadowed by their behavior; to help them
develop the courage to be proud of their uniqueness. And,
rest assured that, as a teacher myself, I know how very
difficult it can be for you. And, I don't expect or ask you
to be perfect. For, my own efforts often fall quite short of
perfection. But, I do expect you to at least try for the sake
of the others. I am humbly asking this as one of you
and as one of the others.
Most Sincerely,
Ashley E. Bowles,
Lover and Appreciator of ADHD Children,
ADHD 2nd grade teacher
©Copyright 2006 by ADHD of
the Christian Kind.
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