There’s a point in everyone’s lives when reading stops being homework forced on you, and starts being fun. When you read for the love of reading, or in my case, to impress someone. And that someone is the reason I love reading today.
My fifth grade teacher Mr. David Neudorf.
He was the new teacher in school. It was the first time I ever had a male teacher and I was worried a bit. But i absolutely adored him!
He gave us journals. We had to write anything we wanted over the weekend. He would read it, write a nice reply and give it back. He always wrote something back, and not just put a check or signed.
It was the first time in my school life this far that I felt heard. I was painfully shy as a kid and did not talk at all in class. It is one of my best school memories ever. I remember looking forward to the end of the week to see what Mr. David wrote back.
And from then on .. he was my favorite teacher. I did everything I can to impress him, apart from actually talking.
He loved reading. He told us how reading is so important in our lives. And of course, I did everything he told us to do so I made my mom take me to the bookstore to get some books.
We also had read alouds in class. I forgot most of the books he read but I remember the class would always beg him to read one more chapter.
Then the other day, I took my daughter to the newly opened bookstore in our area and I saw one of the books. I almost cried. It was The Indian in the Cupboard.
And you know what’s the funniest thing? I don’t think Mr. David even knows how much he influenced my life as I rarely talked in his class. I hope he does.
So teachers out there, even if you don’t feel like you connected to a certain student, like you are not making much of a difference because you didn’t get the response you expected, please be sure and believe that you are making such a difference.. even when you don’t know it.
And if anyone happens to know a David Neudorf, who was an international teacher at IKNS, please tell him I thank him with all my heart. ❤
Now i am trying to instill what he taught me in my own kids.
Thank you Mr. David! You have made a difference in this world, especially in mine.
How did you fall in love with reading? Did you have a “Mr. David” in your life?