Spending time with her mother who taught at an elementary school inspired Megan O’Malley to later become a teacher herself.
I did not plan to work in a school. As a child, I played soccer, sang in the choir, and tried to keep up with my academically excellent older sister. I went to school, but I had my sights on other things.
My mother was a teacher. For a time, I would walk to her classroom when I finished school. I would help her reset the space or prepare for a new project. She crafted a space with warmth and care, a space rich with information to help students connect with their world, with each other, and with a world outside what they knew.
On days when I helped in her room, it amazed me how she knew each student. There was constant motion with twenty second grade students and my mother appearing as a conductor trying to coordinate focus on a single, shared song.
My mom cultivated the most extraordinary library in her room. She knew that each book was an opportunity, an entry into a new way of thinking or a new feeling about yourself and the world.