Night Cometh
You all know those instructors. Most of you can boast having learned from them.
The popular teachers.
They are the ones that inspire, not only in their passion for the subject, but in the extraordinary lives they lead. Ever-curious, ever-plotting some new way to learn, some new idea, some unseen land yet to explore.
They’re interested, involved. And you know they genuinely care. About your life, your failures and successes, your tragedies, your aspirations.
Richard has taught geography his entire career, but what’s key is that he isn’t just a teacher. He is an explorer, an Indiana Jones prone to cracking corny dad jokes and spinning tales derived not from textbooks, but from his experiences. His students, one could say his ex-students now that he’s retired, but they’re really still his students, love him, of course. And he loves them.
His expertise is geography and history, and mine English and Literature. We were colleagues at Townview Magnet Center in Dallas, Texas, for four years before I moved to another district. Our friendship never waned, though.
