Mr. Reeser's Heroes

My grandparents took me in when I was 10 and raised me.  Thank you to both of them as they never expected less than the best that I could do.  Times like when I failed Pottery in High School, my grandfather and I had a great talk about how I failed.   He inspired me to try harder by simply saying that he was disappointed in me because I didn't really try.

 

I finally learned in college that when I needed an extra little motivation, all I had to do was call home.  I never heard "Hi.  How are you?" from my grandfather.  I ALWAYS heard, "Hi.  How are your grades?"  This was all of the motivation that I needed to work that much harder to achieve my life long dream of being a teacher. 

 

It continued as I moved into my career.  He would great me with "Hi.  Are the kids beating up on you yet?"  

 

My grandmother was always a little quieter but holds just as much respect from me.  Whenever I needed the shoulder to lean on and need the warm comfort of home, she was there.  She encouraged me to challenge myself as well as everyone that I teach every day.