“Hey, Mum!” a student exclaims, only to instantly recoil as they realise the faux pas they have made. While their classmate's chuckle at the slip-up, I can’t help but feel honoured that the slip-up was made. It highlights the strong bond teachers form with their students over the year and the countless hours they spend together. From day one of the school year, the twenty-something students sitting eagerly in front of me become “my kids”. Because they are “my kids”, I want them to know that no matter what is going on around them, they have at least one person who will fight for them. I want them to know they have at least one person who wholeheartedly believes in them. I want them to know they have at least one person who will go to any lengths to help them. It may sound cliché, but this devotion doesn’t always come easily. It is, however, so worth it when students realise how much you care for them. For that feeling alone, I will continue to feel slightly proud every time a student calls out, “Hey, Mum!”
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