Photo of Mt. Taranaki, New Zealand
My very first student was a New Zealander. He was the most charming, special, amazing person I have ever met. I was pretty sad when they left Canada, but 2 weeks ago they came back! I went out to visit them tonight, and was greeted by a big hug and an excited hello. It was a great moment.
My first student taught me a lot - and the more I learn in this job, the more I reflect on those early days with him. I was reliant on my own intuition with him. I researched different teaching methods. I wrote my very first behaviour program for him. It wasn't all easy street - teaching rarely is - but some of my first moments of joy as a teacher happened while teaching him. That's a pretty special connection.