Skip to main content

Words of Others...


From the poster I was awarded at the Leading with the Heart celebration:

     When you think of someone Leading with the Heart, you might ask, “What does that mean?” and “What does that look like in the life of a person?” Our Mandie Victor, a seventh and eighth grade Language Arts teacher at Benson Middle School, lives her life with her heart as her guide. She loves our students, even those she doesn’t teach. She gives up her planning period every day to work with students who need academic as well as personal support.
    
     There is no better way to describe her than through the heartfelt words of one of her students, written to her and about her. “You’re a powerful woman. With an open heart, you’re phenomenal at what you do. You’re beautiful inside and out. You’re a loving mother, a loving teacher, and a loving person. Everything you do helps lead people into doing good. You never have anything bad to say. You always have a big smile on your face. You’re very energetic with us. You put smiles on everybody’s faces. You make people feel good about themselves even when they are having the worst day ever. You’re a dependable, hardworking worman that can conquer anything you want in life. Everything about you is pure gold. You’re just flat out AMAZING!”
 
     Benson Middle School is proud to name Mandie Victor as the Benson Middle school 2010-2011 Leading with the Heart Award recipient.

Comments

  1. AnonymousFebruary 15, 2011 at 1:02 PM

    WOW MANDIE. WHAT AN HONOR. YOU MUST FEEL SO PROUD. TAKE CARE. LOVE YOU. MARGUERITE

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Aging sucks.....or does it?

Upon first thought, watching a parent age sucks. Unnoticeable at first. A bit of a stoop, some creaking in the knees, whitening of the hair. The doctor’s visits begin, as do the pills One for high blood pressure, another to thin the blood, and a handful of vitamins to top it off. The signs are there, but it is easier to see him as he has always been. My father, a pillar of strength. Until my pillar was knocked off-kilter. A simple surgery and the mortality of my father looked me square in the eye when the drugs took hold of his brain. Amidst his fidgeting and confusion, I realized…AGING SUCKS! And then….enlightenment dawned upon me….AGING IS BEAUTIFUL Wrinkles tell of smiles while silver hair speaks a life of memories. Knees creaky after years of kneeling in prayer, offering up a lap, and climbing up the stairs for one more kiss goodnight. Almost forty-eight years of memories nestled in my heart. Memories of my father. Taking us to church each Sunday Building and fixing ...
2 comments
Read more

Fiery Passion

It is 10:44am on Wednesday morning. I sit here in a darkened classroom with no power. During the last 24 hours I have walked a student down to the office with a big knot on her head as the result of a fight; counseled the other half of the fight on different choices she could have made; been an object of a discussion between two teachers; backed my car into a ditch; and restrained a girl. Oh, yeah, and I taught about Civil Rights a bit also. My life continues to be an adventure! Fast forward nine hours. My day at school has come to a close giving me a few moments to sit and reflect on the adventure of the last day and a half. I continue to contemplate what could be done to teach the girls how to embrace the fiery passion they have within rather than to let it out through fighting. Let’s take a walk back through time….. In every other school I have taught in, teachers have a lunch break. This is not the case at BMS. Teachers eat with the students, albeit at a separate table. We...
Post a Comment
Read more

The Art of Being Thankful

Yup! This entry is going to be totally cliché. After all, it is that time of year where we stop and think about what we are thankful for in our lives. So here it is. My list of thankful. 1.    One less kid home for the holidays Sean won’t be coming home for the holidays this year. He has been with me every year at Christmas since 1988. I will miss him dreadfully. However, I am so very thankful that he will be spending the holidays honoring fallen soldiers. I am thankful for the man of repute he has become. Most of all, I am thankful he is not one of the fallen. 2.   Unemployment Tony does not have a typical job down here. A few days a week, he drives a rickshaw for tips only and substitutes whenever he gets the opportunity. While we never know what we can count on for the budget, I know I can count on him to be there for the girls; to clean the house; to get the vacuuming done; and so much more. I cannot even fathom how he could enjoy working inside the...
1 comment
Read more