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In the Summer between 5th and 6th grade my family moved to Aurora, Ohio. There were a number of reasons why we moved, but I am grateful for the impact it would have on my life. Aurora was an excellent school system and I finished my last 6 years of public education there. A sweet touch to the end of my high school career was having my dad for 12th grade AP literature (I ended up getting a B in it!) For anyone who doesn’t know what it’s like to have your parent as a teacher let me tell you that the first few weeks are extremely weird, followed by a feeling of delight when you need help or need to turn a paper in late.

While my grades were generally good (fluctuating between As and Bs) I wasn’t immune to teenage laziness and disinterest in some subjects which resulted in lower grades. In retrospect, however, my high school years were great. I wasn’t anywhere near the most popular kid, but I wasn’t a huge dork either. I had a superb group of friends that bring back fond memories. I still maintain friendships with some of my friends to this day.

Also during my junior and senior year I had my first girlfriend, and was able to experience all the joys that come with it including falling in love. We dated on and off for 6 years, including college, but in the end it wasn’t meant to be. After college she became a teacher through the well respected Teach for America program and moved cross country. I, instead, opted to stay in Northeast Ohio to develop my web design business here in Cleveland. Though we’re estranged now, and had a less than perfect breakup, I still think of her at times and wish her well.

There’s plenty more I could discuss regarding Aurora, but this was the overall gist of it. My other stories are more specific to actual things that happened in Aurora.

One memory from high school stands out among many others. It illustrates clearly what type of person I came to be. My junior year I decided to take chemistry even though I had no idea what to expect except that everyone knew that the teacher, Brian Rohrig, taught a difficult course. On the first day of class I made a promise to myself: I would get an A, and would make every effort to do as well as I could. And I did. I learned every bit of material he threw at us, remembered every element, knew every calculation, and could convert any unit required. Every extra credit work was turned in the next day (one question asking if there are more atoms in a drop of water or drops of water in the oceans — the answer being more drops of water in all the oceans). A model student was an understatement for what I was, and as a result I earned over 100% each quarter (compared to the class averages of C range). I earned a spot along with 2 others to represent AHS as an top-notch chemistry student in a national chemistry test. More than anything I poured my soul into that course. Near the end of the year, several weeks before Summer vacation, AHS hosted an honor student awards ceremony. I was invited and suspected I’d be receiving the chemistry award. The night, however, was to be a great disappointment. Mr. Rohrig chose another student (who was also deserving) over me. The result crushed me. I wanted to leave, and felt embarassed for having thought so undeniably it would be me. I was mad at Mr. Rohrig and went home that night deciding not to do a bit more work in the class (which realistically would drop me within the 90% range since my grade was so high anyway).

The next few days I was still fuming until a moment of realization rushed over me in an awesome wave of clarity. Our last assignment was to build some sort of “product” which we could market/sell that utilized chemical reations. It was obvious to me after my epiphany that I needed to knock the ball out of the park with my project. Sulking was no longer an option — I would instead focus my energy positively to show to Mr. Rohrig that he had greatly mistaken in choosing someone else. The feeling wasn’t one of maliciousness, but rather acceptance and action — to pull myself up an demand nothing but absolute success.

I spent weeks developing my project and when it was done it was easily the greatest achievment of my high school career. I developed a 3D topographical board game where players had to make it across an island laden with chemical reaction boobie traps. That wasn’t all. The driving force of the game was a computer program which tracked player progress on the board, showed fun graphics on the screen, and allowed students to view the chemical reactions taking place if they fell into a boobie trap. The presentation was exhilirating. The response was astounding. I ended up earning the highest grade on the project ever given out. I had overcome my demon and showed that I was capable of amazing things.

Later, I asked Mr. Rohrig for a letter of recommendation. I still have it somewhere around my house, and if I ever come across it I’ll post it, but take my word for it that it was glowing. You may also wonder if I ever confronted Mr. Rohrig about not receiving the outstanding student award. Well I did — when I visited his house to pick up the recommendation letter. He said that I was by far one of the the most dedicated students he had ever seen, but he ultimately chose honor awards based on grades. My friend, Adam (the person who won the award) squeaked by me by just a couple points. In light of my accomplishment this seemed far less important. The life lesson I took from this, of course, was to never to give up, never view a setback as total failure, and tolerate nothing less of yourself except the best. Mr. Rohrig, was one of the best instructors I’ve ever had and I owe a large part of my character development to his course.

The next year Mr. Rohrig was fired. He was a demanding teacher who wasn’t afraid to hand out bad grades to bad students. He firmly believed that you had to earn the grade you received, and parents complained. Because of this, and probably other comlaint(s) the administration fabricated to justify their action, he left our school system. Hopefully the story I’ve shared stands as a testament to his ability to change at least one person for the better

- Books written by Brian Rohrig as listed on Amazon.com
- Brian Rohrig’s teacher biography at his current school