Mr. Johnson

(He is actually yet another Matt, but there are just too many to keep using that name.)

Sometimes, a teacher just happens to be a coach, which is fine.  Josey has a really good teacher who also happens to coach.  Sometimes, a coach just happens to be a teacher.  That usually doesn't go as well.  (A special ed teacher told me that, so I'm not being a mean mom.)

Max is working with a new teacher this year.  New to Max, new to the school.  Max mentioned he was some kind of coach.  You people know me.  I groaned then  googled him to find out what that was about and how concerned I should be. (Kind of like that Google can give me the same info I use to get at PTO meetings without having to change out of my jammies.  Although I do miss the baked goodies.) 

Last week, Max "misplaced" work more than once.  Mr. Johnson finally gave him a copy then SCANNED a copy and e-mailed it to me.  Good thing he did, because it was lost until I said "I have another copy," at which point, AMAZING GRACE, it was found.  That is like beyond teacher and well into thinking like a mom.  Nice call!

Mr. Johnson, thanks for being on top of things.