Cecelia Beirne
We never fully get over high school, but the love flowing through this group, and the memories are phenomenal. I was so in awe of George - so charming and creative and such a great teacher. I admit that I envied him and felt some of the same lack of confidence that many of you have been talking about. But Steve Mesh is right - George flashed that big smile, and made you feel like the world must be revolving around you. He was a force of nature, and the best reminder of how important it is to touch people, to love them. I consider myself blessed in so many ways, including being a part of those days. The Math department was like a family - John Mills apologizing for yelling too loud (as though he could), Tommy (for the inspiration, remember that board work?), Eda, Jim Alloy, Presto (all extraordinary, supportive teachers). And you guys are so great to hear from again (I remember so many funny experiences). I have cried several times in the past few days when I read your thanking me for helping you to believe in yourself - you got it. Thank you for helping me to pursue the passion of teaching. While I have not taught since leaving BBHS in 1985, I still remind everyone that it is the hardest and most important job in the world. We may never get over high school entirely, but that's not all bad. George and Dave and Tommy will always be with us. I love you guys.
Comment:
Scott Bierko
The high school experience shown in the movies and on TV is always full of cliques and clowns. What I remember is a community that was supportive and inclusive where you always got a second and third chance to redeem yourself. I remember using up all three opportunities with most of my teachers. Thanks, Ms. Beirne!
We never fully get over high school, but the love flowing through this group, and the memories are phenomenal. I was so in awe of George - so charming and creative and such a great teacher. I admit that I envied him and felt some of the same lack of confidence that many of you have been talking about. But Steve Mesh is right - George flashed that big smile, and made you feel like the world must be revolving around you. He was a force of nature, and the best reminder of how important it is to touch people, to love them. I consider myself blessed in so many ways, including being a part of those days. The Math department was like a family - John Mills apologizing for yelling too loud (as though he could), Tommy (for the inspiration, remember that board work?), Eda, Jim Alloy, Presto (all extraordinary, supportive teachers). And you guys are so great to hear from again (I remember so many funny experiences). I have cried several times in the past few days when I read your thanking me for helping you to believe in yourself - you got it. Thank you for helping me to pursue the passion of teaching. While I have not taught since leaving BBHS in 1985, I still remind everyone that it is the hardest and most important job in the world. We may never get over high school entirely, but that's not all bad. George and Dave and Tommy will always be with us. I love you guys.
Comment:
Scott Bierko
The high school experience shown in the movies and on TV is always full of cliques and clowns. What I remember is a community that was supportive and inclusive where you always got a second and third chance to redeem yourself. I remember using up all three opportunities with most of my teachers. Thanks, Ms. Beirne!
