On Saturday afternoon, I went to a matinee of the Broadway show “Godspell” with family. It is a very engaging show with a wonderful young cast. I enjoyed their boundless energy. Most of them seemed to be just a few years out of high school or college, and so very talented and attractive. If any of you are in New York City this summer, go to the TKTS booth in Times Square and buy a ticket. Every seat in the house is a good one. Corbin Bleu, the star of the show, by the way, is a graduate of the Los Angeles County High School of the Arts.
At the beginning of the second act, one of the young actors sat down at the piano on stage and began playing a medley of tunes from well-known shows. He paused, and he said he was very excited because his high school Spanish teacher was in the audience. Then he said, this next song is for all the teachers in the audience. The audience applauded vigorously, everyone applauding for teachers, not just his teachers, but for their teachers too. I was very moved. I hear so much hostility to teachers on the blogs and in letters to the editor, that it is easy to forget that the overwhelming majority of Americans love their teachers. At the drop of a hat, they will name them and thank them and tell you what each of them did that changed their life.
Ten years away from school, no one will remember who was superintendent or state commissioner of education or Secretary of Education. But they remember their teachers.