Image via WikipediaI was out Friday afternoon because my husband was having surgery and when I returned today I knew what I wanted to blog about. On the board was the name of the substitute or "guest" teacher. I still don't get the whole guest thing. I mean the person is substituting for me, I am not serving her tea and crumpets. Anyway, on the board was her name. Let's call her Mrs. Anderson (the names have been changed to protect the innocent). Next to that were the words "or Mrs. A". OK . . . . which is it? Mrs. Anderson or Mrs. A? Does it depend on how smart you are? Or how much you like the "guest" teacher? Or how familiar you are? For me, it is a no-brainer. It is Mrs. Kosh or nothing. No Mrs. K. I figure if a kid can't say a word with four letters in it by 7th grade, they shouldn't be there. What ever happened to respecting our names? I am proud of the name my husband and I share and I was proud of my maiden name, even though it caused me to always be at the end of the line. (Wilmarth!) I don't want kids to shorten my name or call me something else. It always seems like kids are just getting too familiar with teachers and that is another way to be BFFs. Now, if you are reading my words and you choose to allow this in your class, so be it. I respect your right to be called anything your little heart desires but, for me, it's always going to be Mrs. Kosh.
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