As I have the opportunity to reflect on the work of Classified Employees this week, my reflection took me back to my middle school days. I attended Wells Intermediate School (Riverside, CA), now known as Wells Middle School.  Because many of us needed support in our English and Language Arts subjects, we had a Teachers Aide named Doris Gail (or Mama Gail as we affectionately called her).  Mrs. Gail was a caring, compassionate, and nurturing individual.  She had a soft and patient demeanor, especially with students like me who would push the educational system in different directions.

I remember her being in the leadership of her union.  We had many conversations about the role of school staff and the introduction of technology in our educational system.  Not sure how we would have those conversations, LOL! At that time, the Apple II computer was being introduced to our school system (yes, I am old).  Mrs. Gail was very outspoken about “how these computers are going to take our jobs and replace individuals like me.”  She would remind us that a computer will not serve as she does. I took a stand as a student and would complain about the computers coming in to take people like Mrs. Gail away from our classrooms.  I remember being called into the Principal’s Office to discuss why I felt the way I felt.  I thought I was in trouble (again), but he wanted to genuinely know why I felt the way I felt. I guess these conversations were prepping me for my career in community organizing and advocating for those who can’t advocate for themselves.

When I promoted from Intermediate school to high school, Mrs. Gail was on our stage and she whispered, “I will be at your graduation from high school.”  I gave her a hug and acknowledged her in my adolescent way, but not really thinking too much about her being at my graduation.  Especially when that was going to be four years away. Let me tell you that Mrs. Gail kept her promise.  As I walked across the stage during my high school graduation, Mrs. Gail was right there saying “I knew you would make it across this stage!”  I was excited to see her and I gave her a bigger hug in my young adult way.

Fast forward, I don’t know what happened to Doris Gail, but I can say that she was instrumental in getting me where I am today. So, on day four of Classified Employee Week, I want to dedicate this message to all the “Mrs. Gails” of the world who take the time to love, care, and nurture our scholars to their futures.  You are all the unsung heroes and I want to thank each of you for what you do not only in Fontana, but throughout our county, state, and nation.

May God continue to bless each of you for serving selflessly!