Immediately, the thought, “This is awkward. I’m a teacher. He’s a student. Am I even allowed to do that?”
But, she looked desperate. She needed help. She waned to be a good mom. She was my friend. My school is a community–everyone knows each other and everyone helps each other out.
So, I said, “Of course.”
The more I thought about it, the more I thought, “This is awkward. I don’t even teach her son. And I’m a teacher. And he’s a 13 year old boy. And it’s a 40 minute drive.”
But, that is one thing I really love about my charter school. It doesn’t matter. Teachers give other teachers’ children rides home all the time at my charter school. They are neighbors, not just coworkers. They are family friends, not just colleagues. It is more of a mother-to-mother carpooling issue than one of “appropriateness” and “ethics”.
True, the ride was a little awkward because he has a quieter personality and I didn’t teach him (plus the fact that I was a teacher), but it was like giving my 8th grade sister a ride home. When we pulled up to his house, he thanked me and walked right in his house.
The next morning, when I saw his mom, she thanked me with a look of motherly relief. Her daughter was taken care of and she knew her son was in good hands. I’m glad to have helped.
I’m so thankful to be working at this charter school where everyone is so close to each other and I feel so welcome. It is so nice to be accepted as one of them.