I think I am reflective to a fault.
Lately, I have been giving a lot of thought to the people and things that have made an impact on my life, and shaped me to be who I am. It started with preparing to interview for administrator jobs, and thinking through questions about my beliefs and practices. I was also informed that the building I went to high school in was being closed down, the students moved to a different facility. Then, I learned that one of my high school teachers was about to retire, and I began thinking about him and other teachers that gave pieces of their own philosophy and practice to create the mosaic of education that I have become. The reason I feel I am reflective to a fault is that once that ball starts rolling, it doesn't stop. Even when I need to sleep.
There are places I'll remember
All my life, though some have changed
Some forever, not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places have their moments
With lovers and friends I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life, I've loved them all
Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
So I began to think about the people and things, and then the song above- "In My Life" by the Beatles- floated back into my life. I have liked the song since I was a teenager, but as an adult it comes with a different perspective. As a high school student, I looked at the song as a a hope of what was coming- meeting new people who would impact me and hold a special place in my life. Now, I am at a point where I am looking back on those people and places, and reflecting on how they have shaped me.
- Mr. Reynolds- the retiring teacher- who always gave us projects because- "They are never going to sit you down in the real world on a Tuesday and give you a test." Now, I teach- and don't give tests, I strive to give real world applications.
-That nameless girl a friend of mine and I evangelized on campus at A&M for about half an hour. A week later, I ran into her on campus and avoided her because I didn't have time (in my mind). I learned that I should never try to teach or share an opinion with someone unless I cared about them- it was hypocritical of me, and a disservice to them.
-Bob Mayfield, who taught me the time to check in on someone who was grieving was about six weeks after the loss, because the calls and visits and attention stops then, and people really begin to feel the grief. That's when they need it.
-The patch of ground I sat on at the back of my family's 90 acres to watch the first cool front of the fall roll in. I found peace there, and in that memory still.
-The image of my friends Morgan and Michael running to the stairs of my apartment in college the day my dad died- dropping everything to be there when I needed them.
-Mr. Nims, my English III AP teacher who taught me that failure is the best way to realize the importance of creatively learning. By giving me a failing grade on the first day of class for not going deep enough in analysis.
-The moment in my wedding when Kristin surprised me with a song she had pre-recorded. I cried. I still have not forgiven her.
-Disc Golf with my college best friend Dusty Stoddard at Research Park. And all the times the water had a magnetic pull that defied science. The power of relationships and honesty and a good angle of hold on a disc.
- Getting to baptize both my children- one in a church, one in Adamson Lagoon Pool.
-The two mountain tops I have stood on- the peak in Rocky Mountain National Park outside Estes Park that I was the first to the top of, and last down, but did not have to work for. And Handies Peak- 14,048 feet high that I DID have to work for.
-Glenn Shock, the pastor I worked for who challenged me to write my own curriculum. He had no idea what he would start, and now I see the power of writing so much clearer.
- Before my dad died, he told me how proud he was of who I was becoming. I cherish that.
-My mom's strength and resilience- and presence- that inspire me.
In my life, these people and places and events have shaped me. These are moments that some of them probably remember- and some probably do not. Some are dead and some are living. Some were intentional moments, some just happened.
As a teacher, I think of the countless moments I spend with students. How many are intentional? How many just happen?
How many of those moments will a former student someday look back on and say "Lehrmann made a difference in that moment, he helped shape me"?
The truth is, we never know what moment will become an "In My Life" moment for our families, friends, and students.
So make the most of them all.
I teach Psychology, Sociology, Communication Applications and Debate at College Station High School, as well as coach the debate team and co-sponsor Student Council. I am an aspiring administrator.