My grandmother is my angel. She lives in my heart from the stories my mother has told me as she died ten years before I was born. She dedicated her life to teaching in Frankfort, KY. Her mother had been a teacher and principal and had instilled in her the power of education and the lifelong commitment of guiding young people to accomplish their dreams.
She taught 9th grade English and loved each minute of her time in the classroom. If one student in her class was falling behind; she would take the time to call the parents and ask them to partner with her to ensure their children would succeed in her class. If a student did not have school supplies or money for a field trip, my grandmother kept extra supplies and always covered the cost of class trips so everyone could participate.
You would never know that she struggled with an illness and never felt well. But, it was in the classroom where she found her greatest joy and forgot her personal challenges. She taught until two days before her passing. My grandmother was a hero and she is my hero.