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My "Come See Me" Policy
When students of mine, past and present, have problems, they know they can come see me.
When students of mine, past and present, need to print a paper for another class, they know they can come see me. After all, it’s not really my computer they are asking to use anyway—it’s theirs.
When students of mine, past and present, have trouble at home, they know they can come see me. After all, sometimes we just need to talk. When students of mine, past and present, get kicked out of other class- es, they know they can come see me. After all, it’s better for me to remain open as a home for wayward kids than it is for wayward kids to feel as if they have no home.
When students of mine, past and present, need a letter of reference, they know they can come see me. After all, once upon a time when I was in high school, I needed letters of reference, too (though I’m not sure how many people really read them).
When students of mine, past and present, need anything, from endorse-ments for student council, to help deciphering which summertime internship program is best for them to pursue, to what to do when they can’t keep up with their classes because their parents work multiple jobs and it’s their responsibility to watch their younger siblings after school,
they know they can come see me. I may not have all the answers, but I always try to help.
I have a “come see me” policy. While there are times the workload gets stacked extra high as a result of it, most times I find that for teenagers, it’s simply enough to know that there is someone available for them to go see if they feel the need.
And sometimes, students come see me just to say hi. Having no reason to see me is sometimes the best reason of all.







