Living and working in the same community for decades (yikes! Has it really been decades?) is an interesting experience.

When you stay in one school district for as long as I have, “interesting” can quickly turn into “wild,” the good kind of wild. Over the years, I’ve taught hundreds of students. As time has marched on, I’ve started seeing second-generation learners, teaching the children of former students.

Now, in my role as an instructional coach, I get to experience one of the rare, incredible highlights of a long career: coaching/teaching alongside former students who are now district teachers themselves.

A Third-Grade Classroom Reunion

This year, I have the privilege of working with a team of teachers that included one of my former 5th graders.

Part of our lesson routine involved me reading a picture book aloud to her 3rd-grade class right after recess before launching into our lesson. When I walked into her room, she had three picture books laid out on the front board.

Normally, I let the students vote on which book they want to hear. As I scanned the options, my eyes immediately zeroed in on a Skippyjon Jones book; a hilarious, animated series I have loved reading to children for years.

I turned to the class and asked, “Which book should we read today?”

Before the kids could pick, my former student stepped in and said, “Actually, there is a specific book I would like you to read.”

She turned to her 3rd graders and explained that when she was a 5th grader in my class years ago, I used to read to them all the time, and one memory she has was listening to me read Skippyjon Jones. When she was pulling books for my visit, she specifically pulled that title so her students could experience it, too.

So, I dove right into full Skippyjon Jones character mode: silly voices, animated accents, and all. The students loved it, the teacher loved it, and I had an absolute blast.

“You’re My Favorite”

After the story, we transitioned into our scheduled Snorkl lesson. As I walked around the room supporting students with their tasks, I used one of my classic, go-to phrases:

“You’re my favorite.”

Anyone who knows me knows this phrase means both everything and nothing at the same time. I’ll say it to one student, then I’ll walk away, look at the very next student, and say, “You’re my favorite,” too. To me, it simply means: You tried hard, you’re on the right track, and I see you.

As I said it to a few 3rd graders, I heard a giggle from the back of the room. I looked over at my former student and asked, “Do you remember that?”

She smiled and said, “Yep. There are a lot of things I remember.”

Learning Has to Be Fun, Too

Standing in that classroom was a powerful reminder of how teaching works.

Sometimes we get so bogged down in standards, pacing guides, data trackers, and curriculum pilots that we forget a fundamental truth: the things we do and say leave a lasting impression long after the academic content fades.

Decades later, my former student didn’t recall a specific worksheet or a test score from 5th grade. She remembered the silly character voices. She remembered the goofy phrases. She remembered that learning in our classroom was joyful, safe, and fun.

As educators, everything we do leaves a mark. In the end, my hope for all our students is that alongside mastering academics, they carry fond memories of the silly stories, the animated read-alouds, and the playful moments that made them love coming to school.

Because at the end of the day, learning has to be fun, too.

Have you had the opportunity to work with a former student? What was it like?

What are some of the fun and lasting memories you make in your classroom?