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Showing posts with label STUDENT SUCCESS STORIES. Show all posts
Showing posts with label STUDENT SUCCESS STORIES. Show all posts

Saturday, March 7, 2009

A Quiet Fearlessness

On Monday she had her baby and
on Friday she returned to class.
As we spoke about the labor, her health and her new way of life,
I could not contain my admiration.

She had never missed a day of class before, and
had always proven herself dedicated and determined.

So young, so small and fragile she was
and yet so strong and so brave.
On this morning, I noticed for the first time
the bright light of success glowing all around her.

Today, I witnessed a quiet fearlessness that yelled out to the world
a promise of hope and courage.



Best wishes to Octavia and her new baby boy.....

Friday, November 28, 2008

Hidden Talent

Since I possess such limited artistic talents and using Crayola crayons while coloring within the lines describes the extent of my abilities, I am always amazed at the hidden talents of some of my students, especially when it comes to the visual arts. In addition to gifted poets, song writers and musicians, there are always a few visual artists. This month Reflections Magazine featured three of my students who graciously submitted their art work for the world to see and enjoy. I hope you enjoy their creations as much as I did....

Thursday, October 23, 2008

My Big Brother by Georgia Martinez

Every now and then I stumble on a piece of writing that truly touches my heart and soul. This is especially true when I read inspiring stories about overcoming obstacles or facing fears and disappointments. When my student Georgia Martinez and her brother Fernando decided to stay in the United States and build a future for themselves, they probably had not read the words of Helen Keller who said, "Nothing can be done without hope and confidence," but I am sure they knew exactly what she meant. I am honored to feature Georgia's essay and allow you to read about the young"fearless" man who helped shape her life.


What makes a person successful? Do you know the qualities of a successful person? I thought a successful person was someone who had a lot of money. However, within time I learned the true qualities of a successful person. In 1990 my mother, brother, and I moved to the United States. My mother, Ana and my older brother, Fernando also known as Nando, lived in a room in my aunt's house. In 1993 my mother suffered a stroke and was treated in the hospital for eight days. My mother made the decision to go back to Peru to receive treatment because she did not have medical insurance in the US. My mother's side of the family wanted my brother and me to go back to Peru because no one wanted to be responsible for us. Nando refused to move back to Peru and agreed to take care of me in the U.S. I was only 12 years old when my brother and I moved in together. My brother has the qualities of a successful person because his attitude, energy, and courage drove him to succeed.

First of all, Nando had a unique and positive attitude. Nando and I moved in together into a small one bedroom apartment with only two beds, so he started working two jobs. Nando would go to work day and night then come home take me to school and pick me up every day. Little by little he started buying furniture, TV’s, and decorations for the apartment. Even when things would go wrong, Nando would manage to keep going with a positive attitude. One of my aunts would always tell him to send me back to Peru because he was not capable of raising a little girl. Most of my family was quick to give advice, but they never helped him. My aunts would come to our apartment to argue with Nando because in their eyes Nando was not doing well. Nando would say "everything is going to be alright Georgia" after my aunts would leave the apartment. Nando eventually stopped going to high school to be able to work and support the house.

Secondly, Fernando was always full of energy, so he managed to run errands every day. For example, Nando would get off work, pick me up from school, do grocery shopping, cook, and sometimes do laundry all in one day. As time went by Nando saved enough money to buy equipment to start his own company. Nando then quit one job and started cutting lawns in 1998. He would have a green board next to the phone in the kitchen to write down the schedule of all the clients that needed their lawn cut every week. Fernando made me responsible for calling him every hour to keep him on schedule while he was cutting lawns. In addition, because I was home alone, Nando would keep me in check. I have to recognize that he made a smart move by making me his dispatcher. Nando took care of me during childhood and adolescence. He showed me how to cook, clean the house, drive a car, and be independent. Nando would say, “If something is hard to do never quit; always keep trying”. For my brother the most important thing was for me to finish high school and have a career. Thanks to him I had perfect attendance in school, good grades, and a job to support myself.

Finally, Fernando had so much courage that he decided to buy a house and go back to school to get his G.E.D. The day after my high school graduation Nando said to me, “It’s time to buy a house”. I questioned my brother asking him why he was going back to school? Why are we buying a house that we can’t afford? Fernando got mad and said, “You cannot tell me what I can or can’t do. Nothing is impossible in life, specially living in the U.S. I have the spirit and I know I can do it.” That was the last and only time I questioned his actions. My brother told me to be optimistic and to stop thinking negatively. In June 1999 my brother completed school and got his G.E.D. from Miami Senior High. He never gave up school while he was working, and he would stay up late doing his homework. Fernando was like my mother and father all in one. I never saw Fernando depressed, and he never said let's go back to Peru. In 2007, Fernando married a nice lovely woman. Today Fernando lives in the house he bought in Orlando, Florida.

My brother Fernando has accomplished all his goals. He has his own business, bought his dream house and got married. This is why I consider my big brother to be a successful person. Fernando fought a good fight, finished his course and kept his faith.

Thank you Georgia for allowing me to share your story...




Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Silent No More

Often times I open my office door as I sit at my desk and grade papers or work on the computer. Every now and then a former student comes by and pokes his or her head in and says hello. I usually do not remember the student's name, but no matter how many years have gone by, I usually remember the face. To my surprise, there is one student who drops by every couple of years. The first time he came by to see me I was surprised, very surprised, for he and I had not really bonded during the semester, at least I thought we had not.

He was a very quiet young man, kept to himself and never spoke in class, raised his hand or asked a question. I must admit I misjudged him for weeks as he sat in my class. He looked angry because he never smiled or even grinned at my jokes. Even though some of my jokes were funny and the other students laughed, he remained serious, really serious. I often wondered if he wanted to be there or if he was even listening to me. At the end of the term, he passed my course and went on to the next level. After a couple of semesters went by, he showed up one day at my office. He walked in and without saying hello, began to ask me if I could provide him with a letter of recommendation and I was glad to help of course. He had not changed much; he was still "mean" "angry" looking, quiet and not very friendly. I prepared the letter, gave it to him and he was off. If my memory serves me well I don't think he even said thank you.

About a year later, he once again stopped by to let me know he would be graduating soon from the college. I felt tremendous joy, for he was one of the lucky ones who did not give up. There was no sparkle in his eye, no pride and no exuberant joy overflowing from any part of his body that gave me any sign of life. This would not be his final visit. Every now and then , he would visit my office, same room, same face and same quiet and unfriendly young man. Unlike before when he would walk in and catch me off guard with his cold demeanor, I quickly became accustomed to his ways. Where once I may have felt fear of this unknown strange and aloof individual, I began to see someone else emerging.

During one of those strange visits when he stood over my desk refusing to take a seat, he exclaimed, "Everything you said was true." With some confusion, I asked what he was referring to, and he said again, "Everything you warned us about." He then went on to tell me about his many struggles while he was in his third and fourth year of college, how his parents had worked so hard to help him succeed and how many sacrifices they had made. Quitting for him, no matter how hard life got, was simply not an option. He told me that he had learned to raise his hand, talk to his classmates and that he had found the courage to walk up to his teachers and ask a question. Sometimes he was well received by others, and other times he was rejected and ignored. However, he chose never to back down or give in to any of his failures. I am not sure, but I think he stood there for an hour or two maybe and just listed everything on his mind, everything that he perhaps had kept bottled up for years. All these thoughts poured out of his mouth, one right after the other as I sat motionless and speechless watching this young man transform before my eyes. I thought to myself, "When did this happen? How did it happen? Thank God it happened. "

The man standing before me on that day was not the young man that had visited my office many times before. This young man had found his voice. I sat in awe, watching him, smiling and inside my heart beat quickly. He needed to tell me where he came from, where he had been and where he planned to go. He needed me to hear it because he knew that I would understand.

This young man who stood before me now had courage and strength, an education and a law degree. In his eyes I saw the sparkle I had searched for and never found. And there behind the twinkle, not too hidden, I saw the joy. He was graduating, and he was proud.

DP is due for a visit any time now. I hope to hear from him soon!

Thursday, May 15, 2008

Meme: Passion Quilt

As a writing teacher of course I want my students, my children and all children, to become better writers, express themselves clearly, use correct grammar and punctuation, but my greatest desire is for all humanity to seek and nourish the greatness within themselves as they journey through their lives. Every time a former student achieves, we all achieve. Every time our child achieves, we all achieve. Every time our students accomplish what others think cannot be done, we all win. I am passionate about success even when decorated by failure. I am passionate about the human spirit that says it will not give up; it will not run and will not stop until it has achieved "the dream."

These are photos of some of "The Dreamers" who worked hard on the field or in the classroom, achieved and celebrated their victories. I am proud and blessed to have known them all.

2nd Place Champions, 1st season together...many believed it could not be done. It was done!



I was tagged for this teaching meme by Geoffrey Philp and these are the rules:

Post a picture or make/take/create your own that captures what YOU are most passionate for students to learn about.
Give your picture a short title.
Title your blog post “Meme: Passion Quilt.”
Link back to this blog entry.

Wednesday, December 5, 2007

A Privilege and an Honor




The website http://www.dictionary.com/ defines success as "the attainment of wealth, position, honors, or the like." I prefer to define success a little differently. To me success is the ability of a man or woman to fail, but then have the courage to get back up, dust off the mud and then try life all over again. Unfortunately, a few people lack the strength and courage to "try life all over again." Instead these individuals become angry or bitter and lose hope. Once they lose hope, fear kicks in and the courage to follow their dreams and achieve a level of greatness is lost sometimes forever.

I have had the privilege and honor of working with some amazing individuals who chose hope, not anger or bitterness, not defeat and not fear. They chose to live courageous and successful lives. I cannot name them all although I wish I could. Chris, for instance, left my class winner of a writing award and went on to pursue his dream of acting. Just this term he debuted in his first college play. In my class Osmel was never satisfied with just good grades. He wanted great ones, and he went on to become president of the business club at the college. Gabriel continues to receive recognitions and awards for his incredible artistic talent. Philp brought a delightful freshness and inspiration to my class, joined PTK and graduated from Miami Dade with honors.

I will also remember those that had to work harder than anyone else, the ones who kept coming back for more punishment and heartache. One such student was Natalie, but to my amazement, when she fell, she got up dusted herself off and courageously came back to conquer the obstacles that stood in her way. She never gave up. In the end she triumphed. Wow!

Of course, this piece would be incomplete without mentioning Yasmin who for me has been an inspiration. If there is anyone that lives a fearless life, it is Yasmin. In addition to her success in my course, she received a departmental award and has also been a dedicated contributor to my online magazine Reflections where she publishes her poetry. Recently she even started her own blog. She defines the true meaning of a life of greatness and success. There are no obstacles big enough to keep her down; she fights and she fights hard. In her eyes, I always see that glimpse of hope that I wish all my students had. I am blessed to know her.

And yes, I know how Ms. Riley feels in the film October Sky when she says she wants to brag to the world about her students because it is their success that makes her life worthwhile. So yes I will brag to the world about how fortunate I am to have met these people and the countless others that have touched my life in so many ways.

I am honored to work with such amazing students who display tremendous courage and perseverance. Even when they receive low scores on a test or a low grade on a paper, my students come back the next day. Although many of them have known failure first hand way too many times, they somehow find the strength to dust it all off, get up and walk into my class again. That alone is an incredible feat. Don't you think?