Everybody's Had a Teacher Like "Old Hawk"
For this month's topic about favorite villains, I've decided to blog about a villain in one of my own middle grade books. In my novel, Always, Abigail, the main character finds herself in a homeroom without her two best friends, which makes her first year of middle school seem somewhat doomed from the very beginning; but worse than that, her homeroom teacher is Miss Henrick aka "Old Hawk."
Here's an excerpt that will give you a glimpse of the "villain" she is:
Three Reasons She's Called "Hendrick-the-Horrible-Hundred-Year-Old Hawk"
1. She's horrible. You just have to know her; no explanation needed.
2. She's got to be at least one hundred years old by now. (My mom had her when she was in sixth grade.)
3. She sees EVERYTHING that goes on - that's why she's called the Hawk. She doesn't just have eyes in the back of her head. She's got eyes in the hallway and on the playground. No one knows how she does it.
Abigail goes on to describe her as the toughest, strictest teacher in the whole school. But those are the very reasons Abigail's mom says that she'll come to appreciate Ms. Hendrick someday.
Old Hawk is one my favorite villains because I think everyone, young and old, can remember having a teacher like Old Hawk. The difference between the young and old here is that usually as we grow into adulthood, we really do come to appreciate those teachers we had who seemed to be strict just for the sake of being strict. As we mature, we realize all that strictness was there for a reason, and we end up appreciating them. Why? Because those strict, teachers, with those horrible nicknames, not only teach us things about math and reading and science, but they also teach us things about life. Things that end up helping us to be better people than we would've have been had we not had them for a teacher.
So, this blog post is dedicated to those teachers. The ones who may not have always been our favorite teacher while we were in their classes. Ones who, maybe in some ways, were even seen as villains, but who, through their villainous strictness, taught us life lessons that just might make all the difference in the world.
Here's to all the Old Hawks we all know and, hopefully, have come to love,
Nancy
Here's an excerpt that will give you a glimpse of the "villain" she is:
Three Reasons She's Called "Hendrick-the-Horrible-Hundred-Year-Old Hawk"
1. She's horrible. You just have to know her; no explanation needed.
2. She's got to be at least one hundred years old by now. (My mom had her when she was in sixth grade.)
3. She sees EVERYTHING that goes on - that's why she's called the Hawk. She doesn't just have eyes in the back of her head. She's got eyes in the hallway and on the playground. No one knows how she does it.
Abigail goes on to describe her as the toughest, strictest teacher in the whole school. But those are the very reasons Abigail's mom says that she'll come to appreciate Ms. Hendrick someday.
Old Hawk is one my favorite villains because I think everyone, young and old, can remember having a teacher like Old Hawk. The difference between the young and old here is that usually as we grow into adulthood, we really do come to appreciate those teachers we had who seemed to be strict just for the sake of being strict. As we mature, we realize all that strictness was there for a reason, and we end up appreciating them. Why? Because those strict, teachers, with those horrible nicknames, not only teach us things about math and reading and science, but they also teach us things about life. Things that end up helping us to be better people than we would've have been had we not had them for a teacher.
So, this blog post is dedicated to those teachers. The ones who may not have always been our favorite teacher while we were in their classes. Ones who, maybe in some ways, were even seen as villains, but who, through their villainous strictness, taught us life lessons that just might make all the difference in the world.
Here's to all the Old Hawks we all know and, hopefully, have come to love,
Nancy
Yes! Love those Old Hawks.
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