The Last Pencil: Having Supplies for our Students
United Way fights for the education, health and financial stability of every person in Lucas, Wood and Ottawa County.
“Mrs. Thompson!” shouted Louis in a very disgruntled tone. His little arms crossed, barely able to see over my desk.
“What’s wrong? Why the long face?” I said with a smile.
He took a deep breath, “My pencil broke and it’s the last one I have, and I’m trying to finish my worksheet,” pointing back to his desk.
“Okay, okay,” I mumbled back, “We can certainly fix this problem.”
I opened the bottom drawer of my desk, where I kept some of my extra school supplies, like pencils, pens and notebooks. In August, this desk was full to the brim, but, by time December hit, it was nearly bare.
My eyes kept searching...a few dry erase markers, some loose-leaf paper… but where are my pencils?
“Ah-ha!” I yelled. My eyes finally finding my blue pencil box. I opened it up and only found disappointment… it was empty.
“Do you have one?” Louis energetically said, ready to get back to his classroom work.
“Well, buddy, I think I may have to give you one of mine. But, you have to promise you’ll return it.”
“I promise Mrs. Thompson,” he said with a big smile.
This was a common-theme at my elementary. Kids showing up to school every year with nothing but a few markers, or a grocery bag of three or four notebooks.
Nearly half of my class came to school unprepared and it absolutely broke my heart. It’s not their fault—families in this neighborhood really struggle to make ends meet. Barely able to make the rent or put food on the table. I understood why backpacks and colored pencils were pushed to the bottom of the “financial checklist.”
So, each year, I’d head out to the store a few weeks before school started and stocked up. Everything a student could need, I had a little bit of each.
This school year, I packed my desk full of supplies. To be honest, I was a little disappointed… I felt like $300 worth of supplies shouldn’t fit in five drawers, but, it’s the all the extra money I had for my students.
I just want my students to be successful. I want them to simply have the things they need.
Usually, I had enough supplies to last me the entire year. But, in Louis’ case, it looked like I’d fallen short. There was little to share with my students when school started back up after the holidays. And, I really didn’t have the extra cash to go out and spend another $300 on supplies.
Concerned and unsure what to do, I brought up my depleted “supply bank” to the other first grade teachers over lunch. That’s when one of my colleagues suggested going to The Salvation Army.
“They usually have extra supplies for teachers,” he said. “All you have to do is apply and check what you need. It’s an open resource for educators to meet their needs and not have to spend a good chunk of their paycheck on supplies.”
Immediately after school I swung by their office, inquiring further about this program and the application. Honestly, the resource sounded a little too good to be true.
Yet sure enough, after filling out a form, I was handed back a few bags of items I desperately needed. It was such a relief knowing that when all my students returned from break, we’d have new markers and pencils to open up and handout.
A few weeks I return back to my classroom after the holidays. As the students entered back through the door to their seats I spied Louis out of the corner of my eye. Slowly I reach into my desk and pulled out a yellow “No. 2” pencil. Looking back at Louis I thought to myself: A fresh pencil, for a new year and filling out numerous worksheets to come.
CHANGE MAKER ACTION: Because of your support, teachers in our community are able to access free resources to improve the educational experience of their students. You can help re-stock a local classroom by visit United Way’s Facebook fundraiser or online donation page today.
*This blog post is based on a true story / success narrative. All identities of submitted success stories are anonymous for privacy and story details have been added in order to provide a better understanding of the individual’s successes and struggles.Return to Blog Home
Tuesday, April 23, 2019
Working odd jobs around Toledo had made for unsteady and inconsistent work. With Micah’s mom gone, Granny was the only one I trusted to provide care for Micah while I did my best to find a paycheck. I knew Granny loved my son, but lovin’ him and keeping up with him are two separate things. I needed to start looking for a different childcare solution …
Tuesday, April 9, 2019
The blaring of the ambulance siren as it leaves the station was my alarm clock, gas bills were calculated by the gallon, all my belongings were within an arm’s reach, and showers were only taken when I could find somewhere to bathe. This is what life was like living out of a cramped, mid-sized sedan.
Tuesday, April 2, 2019
Kat had two physically-demanding jobs, no transportation, and a complicated relationship with her family. Plus, she was pregnant. It was my job to make sure she had the support and resources she needed to give birth to a healthy baby.