To Some It Is ‘Goodbye Teacher’, To Others, It Is ‘Thank You Teacher’, by Isaac Asabor

As the world celebrates the 2026 World Teachers’ Day, it is worth pausing to remember the men and women who stood before us in classrooms, chalk in hand, lesson notes under their arms, patiently trying to turn ignorance into knowledge and uncertainty into confidence.

For some people, however, the occasion may bring little more than a passing memory. The teacher has become a distant figure, almost forgotten in the rush of adulthood. For others, the memories are vivid. They remember the teacher who refused to give up on them, the teacher who corrected them when they went astray, the teacher who saw something in them that they could not yet see in themselves. For the former, it may well be: “Goodbye, teacher.” For the latter, it is: “Thank you, teacher.”

The contrast in the foregoing view reminds me of Chris Okotie’s evocative song, “Goodbye Teacher”. Beyond its musical appeal, the phrase carries a deeper message about the passage of time and the changing relationship between students and those who taught them.

There comes a time when every student leaves the classroom. The school uniform is removed, the exercise books are discarded, the report cards become old papers in forgotten drawers, and the teacher who once seemed so important gradually disappears from everyday consciousness.

But leaving the classroom does not necessarily mean leaving the teacher behind. A teacher’s influence can remain long after the last lesson has been taught. The engineer designing a bridge, the doctor attending to a patient, the lawyer arguing a case, the journalist writing a story, the entrepreneur building a company, the politician making decisions and the artisan practising his craft may all carry, consciously or unconsciously, something learned from a teacher.

That is the paradox of teaching. The teacher may not be present when the harvest comes, but the teacher often planted the seed.

This is why World Teachers’ Day should not become merely another date on the international calendar, complete with speeches, goodwill messages and photographs. It should be an opportunity for society to ask a simple but profound question: “What would our lives have become without the teachers whose help shaped us individually?” Unfortunately, the answer is sometimes taken for granted.

Some former students remember their teachers only when they need a certificate, a recommendation or some official document. Others remember the teacher because of the punishment received, the difficult mathematics, the endless assignments or the stern voice that once made them tremble. Yet even those uncomfortable memories may conceal lessons that later became useful.

There was a time when the teacher was regarded almost as a second parent. In many communities, teachers were among the most respected members of society. Their words carried authority, not necessarily because they were wealthy, but because society understood the value of what they were doing. Today, that respect appears to have diminished in many places.

Teachers are frequently expected to perform miracles under difficult circumstances. Some work in overcrowded classrooms. Others teach with inadequate learning materials. Many contend with poor infrastructure, rising living costs and the frustrations that come with a profession whose social importance is enormous but whose rewards are often inadequate.

Despite the difficulties teachers face, as well as the neglect and ingratitude they often endure, society continues to expect them to mould and produce responsible citizens. This glaring contradiction is one that deserves serious reflection.

How can society demand excellent education while treating the people responsible for delivering it as an afterthought? How can we expect teachers to raise future leaders while failing to give them the dignity, working conditions and professional recognition they deserve? And how can parents complain about the character of young people without asking what happens when the institutions charged with shaping that character are weakened?

The teacher is not merely a person who stands in front of a classroom and dictates notes. A good teacher is sometimes a counsellor, mentor, disciplinarian, motivator and role model. Sometimes, the teacher becomes the only adult who tells a child: “You can do better.” Sometimes, that single sentence changes a life.

There are children who grow up in difficult homes but find stability in school. There are children whose talents are first discovered by their teachers. There are students who would have abandoned their education but for a teacher who encouraged them to persevere. And there are those whose lives were redirected by a teacher’s correction or guidance. I am one of those who have benefited from such guidance. Years after I left secondary school, I met a teacher in Lagos who encouraged me to improve my knowledge of English Language by recommending the “Brighter Grammar” textbooks to me, even though it was obvious that they were designed for pupils in Classes 1 to 4. His recommendation may have appeared unusual, but it was a reminder that a good teacher is not always concerned about where a student is expected to be; rather, the teacher focuses on what the student needs to learn and improve.

Years later, the student may not remember the exact lesson. But the lesson of discipline, perseverance, honesty, punctuality or hard work may remain. That is why the teacher’s real classroom is larger than the four walls of a school. In fact, a teacher teaches society.

The quality of teachers therefore has implications far beyond examination results. It affects the quality of citizens a country produces.

In fact, Nigeria cannot seriously aspire to development while neglecting those who prepare the human beings who will drive that development.

We often celebrate successful people without asking about the teachers who helped them along the way. We celebrate entrepreneurs, academics, professionals, politicians, artists and public figures, but rarely pause to ask who taught them to read, write, calculate, think and communicate.

Given the foregoing view, it is germane to opine that behind many celebrated Nigerians is an uncelebrated teacher. That teacher may have retired quietly. That teacher may still be struggling in a classroom. That teacher may no longer be alive. But the fruits of the teacher’s labour continue to speak. Perhaps, therefore, World Teachers’ Day should be a day of remembrance as much as celebration.

For those whose teachers are still alive, it is an opportunity to say thank you. Not necessarily with an expensive gift. Sometimes a phone call is enough. A visit is enough. A message saying, “Sir, I remember what you did for me,” may mean more to a teacher than the giver imagines.

For those whose teachers have passed on, gratitude can still be expressed by remembering them and by living out the values they taught. After all, the greatest tribute to a good teacher is not merely to say thank you. It is to become evidence that the teaching mattered. This brings us back to the two sides of the phrase. To some, it is “Goodbye, Teacher”, a farewell to a chapter of life that has been closed and forgotten.

To others, it is “Thank You, Teacher”, an acknowledgment that although the classroom was left behind, the teacher’s influence never really left. And perhaps there is a third message that every teacher deserves to hear from society: “We have not forgotten you.” Because when the teacher is forgotten, something more important than a person is forgotten. We forget the foundation upon which every profession is built.

On this World Teachers’ Day, therefore, let the applause go beyond ceremony. Let policymakers remember the teacher when budgets are prepared. Let parents remember the teacher when discussing the future of their children. Let former students remember the teacher when counting their blessings.

For every doctor, lawyer, journalist, engineer, businessperson, scientist, artist and leader, there was once a teacher. And for every teacher who patiently planted the seeds of knowledge, character and possibility, there should be a grateful student somewhere saying: “Thank you, teacher.” Not goodbye. Never goodbye.