Teachers are some of the most important people in our community, and yet they are one of the most undervalued.
It takes a special person to dedicate their life to educate others, serve as role models, give advice, and mentor the younger generations.
We often hear about how teachers have gone above and beyond to help others and, more specifically, the children in their care.
One such hero is Jonathan Oliver – a phys-ed teacher at WG Nunn Elementary in Valdosta, Georgia – who was recognized for his kind act towards a kindergartener while coaching a basketball game.
After one of his students came to him for assistance, he was only more than happy to help her.
When one of the kindergarteners on Oliver’s basketball team, Kristen Paulk, asked him to help tie her hair back in a ponytail, the coach sprang into action.
Taking a knee on a basketball to get down to little Kristen’s level, Oliver appeared concentrated as he worked on tying her braids back away from her face. Though, unbeknownst to him, he was being recorded.
In fact, Kandice Anderson, another teacher at the elementary school, filmed the coach’s sweet gesture — eventually posting it on YouTube, where he received heartfelt support from the public.
The title of the viral video read: “When your job goes beyond teaching!”
The footage eventually made its way to Good Morning America, who contacted the 34-year-old dad-of-three for an interview.
“It was sh.ocking to me that it got that much attention because we all do it,” Oliver Good Morning America, adding that he didn’t realize he was being filmed.
“We [teachers] want to make them feel likе they’re at home and that they enjoy being here,” he added. “We try to love on them as much as possible. To me, it was just a ponytail.”
The caring coach told the outlet that Kristen had asked him for help with putting a ponytail in her hair during a basketball game, but that his expertise sadly does not extend beyond that – even though he often helps with styling his daughter’s hair.
“It was a good thing she asked for a ponytail. Anything else, I’d say, ‘You better ask your mom,’” he joked.
Kristen’s mom, Miyah Cleckley, told the outlet that the video really touched her, saying: “I always know that Kristen is in very good hands with him. I thought it was really cute because her father he does their hair a lot. We have five girls and one son so when I’m working he has to pick up the weight of doing their hair.”
This story is just one of many stories about teacher’s going above and beyond for their students. They truly are heroes!
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My Wife Left Me and Our Son When He Was a Baby – She Ruined My Life Again, Now 10 Years Later
Ten years ago, I stood in the hospital, holding my newborn son, overwhelmed with joy and love. I had envisioned our future together, filled with laughter, milestones, and cherished moments. My wife seemed equally ecstatic, or so I thought. But beneath her smiles, she harbored a resentment that I failed to see.
It was only a few months later that she shattered our world. One evening, as our son slept peacefully in his crib, she dropped a bombshell. “I can’t do this anymore,” she said with a coldness that froze my heart. She called our son a “burden” and spoke longingly of her “old life.” And then, without a second glance, she walked out on us. I stood there, numb, unable to process the abandonment. She never contacted us again, and honestly, I didn’t want her to.
Raising our son alone was the hardest challenge I ever faced. Every day was a struggle, but every smile from my son was a reminder of why I had to keep going. I vowed never to marry again, never to indulge in any vices. My sole focus was on raising this incredible boy. He became my hero, and I like to think I was his too.
A Shocking Revelation
Life moved forward, and we built a happy, albeit challenging, life together. Then, a few days ago, I received a message that turned my world upside down. It was from her, my wife who had vanished a decade ago. She claimed that my son was not biologically mine. The words were like a dagger to my heart. The universe seemed to collapse around me, the pain unlike anything I had ever felt before.
I was paralyzed with fear and disbelief, but I knew I had to find out the truth. The very next day, I took my son to a clinic for a DNA test. The wait for the results was agonizing. I kept replaying every moment of our life together, trying to make sense of her claim. My love for him never wavered, but I needed to know the truth. And if her words were true, I was prepared to fight back with everything I had.
The Unveiling of Truth
A week later, the results came. My hands trembled as I held the envelope. My heart pounded in my chest as I opened it. The truth was right there, in black and white. As I read the words, my eyes filled with tears.
He was not biologically mine. The ground seemed to vanish beneath my feet. I felt an overwhelming mix of sorrow, anger, and betrayal. But one thing remained clear – my love for my son was unshaken.
Determined to confront her, I reached out. We arranged to meet at a café. When she walked in, it felt surreal. She looked almost the same, but there was a hardness in her eyes that hadn’t been there before. I confronted her with the DNA results, expecting some form of remorse. Instead, she smirked and shrugged it off. “I needed to find myself,” she said, as if that justified everything.
The Fight for Justice
Her indifference fueled my resolve. I decided to take legal action to ensure she couldn’t waltz back into our lives and disrupt the peace we had worked so hard to build. I sought advice from a lawyer and began the process of securing my parental rights and ensuring she had no claim over my son. The legal battle was draining, but I was determined to protect my son from further harm.
Throughout the ordeal, my son remained my anchor. He was aware something was wrong, but I shielded him from the worst of it. We continued our routines, finding solace in the small joys of daily life. His resilience inspired me to keep fighting. And slowly, the tide began to turn in our favor. The court granted me full custody, acknowledging the decade of love and care I had provided.
Moving Forward
The ordeal with my wife left scars, but it also strengthened the bond between my son and me. We emerged from the chaos with a renewed sense of purpose. I realized that biological ties were far less important than the love and commitment we shared. We continued to build our life together, cherishing every moment and facing challenges with unwavering determination.
Today, as I look back on those tumultuous years, I feel a deep sense of gratitude for the journey we’ve been on. My son is thriving, a testament to the power of love and resilience. And though the pain of my wife’s betrayal lingers, it no longer defines us. We have created a life filled with love, hope, and endless possibilities. And that, I believe, is the greatest triumph of all.
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