Mrs. Dawe, also known as Ms. Noseworthy, was definitely my most favourite teacher of all time. She taught me Grade 7 Language Arts, and was also my Home Room teacher that year.
From Grade 6 leading on up into the end of Grade 9, I struggled with self-harm, depression and constant bullying. I remember it was the Hallowe’en dance of my Grade 8 year and she was chaperoning, she found me sitting on a bench crying because my friends had shunned me.
She immediately sat with me and we began a very long chat. I told her everything that was going on and she went on to tell me a little about the tough times she’d had at my age and even older.
The best part about it is that she made me feel important. She explained to me that I was too good of a student, and too good of a person to be hurting myself and letting others hurt me. She told me that life is hard but I needed to push through it.
Mrs. Dawe, if you are reading this, you have truly changed my life and not a day goes by that I don’t think about that night, or about all the wonderful things you taught me when it came to language arts, and art in general.
You taught me so much more than just the basic education. You taught me life lessons, you taught me that my life was more important than a razor blade, more important than a bottle of pills. You saved my life, and I will always be grateful for that.