My son, Marty Appelbaum, wrote a wonderful short story called, “Let’s Go Daddy.” It’s the story of a young boy whose mom died. The little boy’s dad works all the time, and isn’t there for his child. The little boy misbehaves a lot. One day there is a special function at school, and the teacher knows how much it would mean to the little boy to have his dad there. She calls his dad and tells him that he is a special person in his son’s life, and he really needs to be there for his son, and she hopes he will come to the event at school. The dad gets really silent, and then says, he will come. He does come, and the little boy smiles and is so happy. He is so proud to have someone in his life that loves and cares for him. When it is time to go home, the little boy proudly takes his dad’s hand, and says happily, “Let’s go daddy.” And they leave to start a better life together.
That teacher made a huge difference in that boy’s life. Every day you too create miracles in the lives of children. I hope you will share your miracle stories with me here on my blog. I would love to read them. You can share them today and throughout the holiday season, a time of miracles.
Have a great day.
Maryln
Thursday, December 17, 2009
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4 comments:
Is it possible to get a copy ao Let's go daddy. Thank you Susan
Some years ago I was teaching 2nd grade. We were covering the topic about families sharing stories and memories. I shared a story of my father's childhood memory that he shared with me. A few of the students also shared. There was one girl that started to cry. I asked her why,and she said that parents did not share stories with her. The next day I spoke to her dad. He said that she explained what was her homework (ask for a story/memory to share in class). He realized how important this was to her and he shared a memory with her. I was glad to give that family a tool that that family could use to draw closer together.
As I was greeting arriving students Thursday morning the Grandmother of one of my boys met me at the door. This child is diagnosed as "extreme adhd" and we often have "mini-conferences" as we greet. However, this day was different. Grandmother had forceful tears in her eyes, and aked me if I could get someone to watch my class. We went out into the hall and she explained that the child's father had been tragically shot and killed the night before in their aparment. Mother and Father are divored and the child was with his mother that night. I was asked to be there as they picked up the child and help to inform him of the loss. To put it lightly this is one of the hardest things I've ever done in about 20 years of teaching. Books like this and people like you are inspirational as we teachers strive to truly make a difference in the lives of these chldren.
Karen,
That is a great story.
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