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Mrs. Jaquish
My first day at the north campus of Arrowhead Union high school, I was a complete wreck. I had no idea where any classes were, when they started and ended, and most of all I barely knew anyone in any of my classes. I walked into my Advanced Math and Statistics class to see a comforting room. The walls are filled with pictures and different flags made from t-shirts. For the first few weeks I didn’t talk much. Although, whenever I had a question or needed help I was completely comfortable going up to Mrs. Jaquish.
Second semester of my junior year, I was now completely adapted to the school change and I became chatty. I loved talking; some people got annoyed by my chatter, but Mrs. Jaquish would always let me talk and she would listen.
Even though she was also busy coaching the varsity girls volleyball team, I became close with her second semester because of how comfortable she made me and I knew she was a reliable person I could go to if I needed help. I would tell her about what was going on outside of class in my home life and she would listen. I would stop in unannounced just to talk, and I would see the warm, welcoming smile she always had.
“Hey Mrs. Jaquish!” I would say everytime I walked past her classroom.
“Hey Emily!” she would say right back.
We would get caught up in a short conversation and then I would have to go to my next class. Those little talks were the highlight of my day. And even on the bad days, I would go and talk to her. Not specifically about my problems, but just to chat and create some positivity in my day.
I am now a senior in high school applying to colleges. I was completely stressed out and full of anxiety, but everyday I would try and stop in to say hi to her to brighten my day. The day I was done with all of my college essays and applications, I realized I was missing one more step for completion. Recommendation letters.
“Hey Mrs. Jaquish!” I said as usual. ”Can I ask a huge favor from you?”
“What's up?” she said back.
I went on to tell her that the last step I needed to finish my college applications was a recommendation letter, and that I would be extremely grateful if she would write me one. Her friendly smile lit up the room while she said, “Yes! Of course I can.”
I felt a huge feeling of relief rush through my body because a great weight was lifted off my shoulders.
Everyone should get to experience this kind of relationship with a teacher. She truly impacted my life and made me more confident at school. Knowing she was always there when I needed to talk. Thank you Mrs. Jaquish for making my transition to the new campus easier.
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