Debt to a Very Special Teacher

She was one of my second-grade teachers. Mrs. Piller taught math, and at the time I thought she was teaching me everything that I would ever need to know, not only about math, but about life itself. Mrs. Piller was one of my favorite teachers when I was eight years old. However, I will always remain indebted to her for what she did for me more than a decade later.

As a sophomore in college, I was involved in a near-fatal "accident" when I walked into a robbery at a convenience store. One of the thieves shot me point-blank in the head. The thieves, as well as most of the people there, thought that I was dead, or soon would be. Obviously, they were wrong. However, it was a severe and difficult battle getting back into the mainstream of life. I was hospitalized and had to drop out of college. Even after I was discharged from the hospital, I endured many hours of intensive therapy. I had to relearn practically everything, including walking, talking, and yes, even math.

To help me with that task, Mrs. Piller volunteered to come to the hospital and later to my house once a week, to work with me. She started with the most basic math skills. Then, as time went on, my "homework" became progressively more difficult.

I remember very vividly how she would come to my home on Sundays, sit with me at the kitchen table, and throw various coins on the table. She would ask me to show her 38 cents, 17 cents, 63 cents .. It was challenging-but she also made it fun.

After a year and a half, I had progressed sufficiently both physically and mentally to return to the University of Texas. Once there, I continued therapy regularly, but I was happy to be back in college. Four years later I graduated at the top of my class-and went on to graduate school. I eventually became a social worker in the NeuroTrauma Intensive Care Unit at Memorial Hermann Hospital, in Houston.

As the years went by, I always kept in touch with Mrs. Piller. Unfortunately, one day my parents informed me that she had suffered a stroke after open-heart surgery and was in the hospital.

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