Pizza At Lord Byron


I was just digging through some old photos and I came across this one from when I was working at Lord Byron.  They had a little kiosk at which you could buy personal pizzas from Pizza Nova (I had to double check the name of that pizzeria by going to this article).
It was kind of funny to stumble across this old picture, it brought back some memories.  I, of course, didn’t take a single picture the whole time I was at Lord Byron, but some of the students took my picture and then they tracked me down at the end of the year to send them to me.
I think any time you’ve spent some time teaching, the things that you remember above all are the students.  Sometimes you don’t even realize how much of an impact you have on them until five or six years later when you run into them again somewhere and they mention something you said or did.  I guess when you’re faced with that kind of prospect, you might get a little nervous about the idea of being a teacher (but who else is going to do it?).  The thing you always have to remember when teaching is that you might be the only positive influence in that child’s entire life.  Just one or two kind words or words of encouragement can completely change their life around.  Heck, those one or two words might act as a life preserver to get them through a decade of abuse by other circumstances.
Anyway, in this picture I’m just enjoying my lunch pizza.  Back then I could eat pizza and stay reasonably thin…those days are long gone!  Seeing this makes me want to get back into a classroom…I guess I should stop being so confrontational for a while 🙂

Subscribe to “Streets of Lima” by Email
Previous Would You Want Me to Teach Your Kids?
Next Chan Chan: World Heritage Rubbish dump

2 Comments

  1. Anonymous
    09/27/2016
    Reply

    do you currently teach or not?

    you're very right about what you say about being maybe the only positive influence in a child's life. i was abused when i was a child and teachers were very important for me to continue and get some stability. today, i'm a teacher myself (and did therapy for years to cope with what happened) and sometimes i can read in my students faces and sometimes what i see in them scares me and at the same time i know i'm in the best possible spot to make at least a tiny difference…

  2. Anonymous
    09/27/2016
    Reply

    Well said/spoken/written.

Leave a reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *