Thursday, March 3, 2016

A Letter to My Son's Music Teacher

A Letter to My Son's Music Teacher

For years, I have been the teacher, working not for thanks of course, but appreciating thanks when it comes all the same. Now, my son is two, and I am the parent, thanking the teacher.

For everything you do, thank you. You come to music class each day, fully prepared and infectiously enthusiastic. You wear a love of music on your sleeve. The children cannot help but feel this. You go above and beyond to include everyone and invite them into the joy you feel for this art form. You play your heart out, even when the audience is less than focused.

You may not know what a difference you are making in my son's life. Here are just a few of the things he does, all day long, because of your class:

  • Plays his toy guitar with the raucous energy of Eddie Van Halen mixed with Slash mixed with Jimmy Hendrix. 
  • Dances, sings, and claps to songs you have song and says your name after all of them. 
  • Says, "Friday, music class" over and over. And over. 
From the bottom of our hearts, thank you. Your influence is far reaching and incredibly appreciated. 

With Great Respect, 

The Cockerilles 


  1. I love the way you're writing your slices as letters, Anna. I hope you'll share this one with his music teacher. I know she'll appreciate it.

    1. Thank you Stacey! I'm having fun with the letters. :)