I have had many heroes and heroines in my life – people who have affected me deeply through words, actions, and examples. We all impact people practically every day – whether positively or negatively. It doesn’t take great notoriety or power to have a lasting effect on others. Sometimes only one brief conversation we have, one quick decision we make, or one action we take can have such a powerful and lasting influence on others…
Last weekend, I drove to central Arkansas to visit family, including my beloved Aunt Bernie. She is an absolute delight to be around, so I always look forward to our talks. A lifelong educator, she loves to discuss teaching, education, and kids. She has wonderful stories of her many years as a classroom teacher, and I love to listen when she shares. Raised with some affluence in Little Rock, she moved to the rural countryside after she married. A city girl, it was an entirely new way of life for her, but she adapted quickly. In her early years as an educator, she taught my father and my uncles in a little two-room country schoolhouse before moving on to a larger, more traditional school (where I later attended).
Aunt Bernie knows the key to being a great educator is building relationships with students – and she has helped to instill the significance of that in me. She does this possibly better than anyone else I know, and I have seen firsthand the lasting impact it has had on her pupils. Retired for decades, she still keeps up with her former students as much as possible. She is saddened when she hears they have faced setbacks and happily celebrates when she hears of their successes. They are, in her words, “her kids” and she is fiercely proud of them all.
When I timidly began school as a first grader, “Mrs. Bernie” was a fifth grade teacher just down the hall. I was so very proud that my aunt was a teacher at the school – and I believed she was the absolute best teacher there. I was always happy to see her during the school day – standing outside her classroom door or supervising students on the playground – partly because she is my aunt – but also because she truly exudes joy and love. She makes others happy with her smile, her laugh, and her genuine appreciation for them, and I felt comforted in my new environment knowing she was there.
When I grew up and decided to become a public school teacher, she was a great encourager. She talked with me about my teaching and my students. She traveled to another state where I lived and proudly toured my classroom. I enjoyed talking with her about my students each year, about the current trends and challenges in education, and the joys and stresses of being a professional educator. She would listen intently and offer good advice. She has always been an enthusiastic listener and supporter. In other words, my Aunt Bernie has definitely been a role model in my life, and I am forever grateful.
While visiting with her last weekend, it was no surprise when the conversation quickly once again turned to education. This time, however, my aunt was so happy to show me an article in central Arkansas’ 501 Life magazine. In the February 2020 edition, there is an interview with a gentleman named Joe Canady, branch president of the NAACP in Conway County, Arkansas. Mr. Canady references people who have had a significant impact on his life including his mother, his grandmother, a lady from his church….and my aunt Bernie. She was so incredibly excited to show it to me.
The entire article can be accessed by clicking the picture. I hope you will read it!
An excerpt is copied here:
Canady was in the fifth grade when his all-black school closed and integrated with Wonderview. While you didn’t have to look far to find racial tension in those days, his new classroom was more awkward than hostile. As the kids gravitated to seats based on their race, one of Canady’s more prominent early role models emerged.
“When the little black kids and the little white kids came together, it was a different experience for us,” he said. “But I remember my fifth-grade teacher, Mrs. Beeson, mixed her classroom (seating) up. She said we’re one class and we’re all going to get along. From that point on, I held her in high regard as to helping our transition go smoothly.”
That year I mentioned earlier, when I was in first grade was also the year Mr. Canady was in my Aunt Bernie’s 5th grade class. I must admit, my eyes teared and I sat up a little straighter when I read his words…and I was (and always am) so proud to be her niece.
What a great example of courage and compassion to those kids, and a great example to the country today: ” we are all one and we are going to get along.”
Wonderful comparison, Kevin. You are right – we need more of this today and always! Appreciate the comment!
YOU inspire me, Lisa.
You are very kind, Kay! We ALL have such an impact on others every day!
I am honored to be a friend of Bernie Beeson. She is one of a kind! What a wonderful tribute for a most deserving lady.
Thank you for the comment, Glenda Brownlee! I agree – she is definitely one of a kind and has had a positive impact on so many!
Ms Bernie, “Ms Beeson” back in the day, was my first teacher at Wonderview when transferred there from Morrilton. I was extremely nervous and down right scared the first day. I walked in to class and this bright smiling lady “floated” to me and gave me the biggest, warmest hug ever. My nerves calmed. I was in awe! Never had I been hugged by a TEACHER! I learned so much that year because she cared about me and I knew it. I gave her a card telling her how much I loved her. It was in scrawled cursive, but she loved it. Hugs were given every day and I remember that day was an extra long hug. 25 years later, I visited Ms Bernie and she went to a box and pulled out that card. I teared up as she handed it to me and gave me the same extra big and loving hug. I went into education also and Ms Bernie was my inspiration. I tell others… She is my Minnie Pearl of education. Love her so much. Thank you Mrs Beeson for all you have done for THOUSANDS of children.