This I believe, friend Allen is the name of this blog. And is partly borrowed the name from the book written by Edward R. Murrow. In this blog, all intellectuals are cordially invited to write us their own turning points in life in short essays. You can add pictures, and upload video clips too. Teenager or an adult, some beliefs, ideas, inspirations, or an event might have turned your life for betterment. Please write them down and send us.
The major them of the blog is, “the daisy by the shadow that it casts, protects the lingering dew drop from the sun “a line by William Wordswoorth. Frankly speaking, new generation has the thirst for hope, shortcuts for the sort of life free of poison, war, and inequality, and more actions than words. In order to secure this generation it’s our duty and obligation to help understand themselves more as they grow, let them know how worthy they are, give hand in hand to lift them up, and cooperate to build a better world for them.
Many thanks
Allen Nassimi
Teaching is a journey of the heart. Some days your heart is full of spirit and is uplifted; other times your heart
ReplyDeletefeels trampled upon and crushed. So how do you overcome being overwhelmed and get on the road to
recovery?
Our advice is, “Try Your Very Best.” If you reach just one student, your entire teaching career will have been
rewarding. You may never know which student it will be. Often the one who you think you never reached will
be the one who comes back some day to thank you. So don’t give up.
Your legacy as a teacher is to make one difference,
one student at a time.
Try Your Very Best
We found this in a Farmer’s Insurance magazine in 1984 and kept it because it spoke to our hearts.
I write this in tribute to Mildred Grote, who, in 1962, was the sixth-grade teacher and librarian at Public
School 94 in the Bronx, New York. We used to claim her heavy makeup kept her perpetual smile in place.
And smile she did—even in our class. This was no ordinary sixth-grade class; this was the Educable
Mentally Retarded (EMR ) class, the last way station for the trouble-makers, problem children, and lost
souls of P.S. 94.
I was the only girl from my fifth-grade class to be placed in that class. I lost all of my school friends from
previous grades because no one wanted to associate with a ‘dummy’; consequently I was sullen and
withdrawn.
After the usual barrage of Iowa Skills Tests, Miss Grote informed me she was going to seek my transfer out
of her class. “You don’t belong here, my dear,” she said, and began a year-long losing battle to get me out.
In the interim, I was sent to the library daily on special assignments. While my classmates played games, I
read, wrote book reports, did extra work assignments, and research projects.
My resentment—already considerable—was increased tenfold when she would smile and say, “This isn’t
good enough, dear. You are not working to your potential. Rewrite this, and do another one as well.”
I was never transferred, and perhaps that was the best thing that could have happened to me. “You can be
anything you want, my dear,” she said, “if you try your very best.”
I will be completing my Ph.D. soon, and I can see her smile and hear her saying, “I told you so, my dear.”
Mildred Grote was quite a teacher. She saw potential and kept trying her very best to influence and inspire
Judith to achieve her potential. But there’s more to the story.
We began to wonder (as you sometimes do with your former students!) whatever happened to Judith Liu. We
managed to track her down and the following is the rest of the story. She shares:
She Was the Turning Point in My Life
Teaching is a journey of the heart. Read how a teacher turned a student’s life around with positive expectations in the
Going Beyond folder for Chapter 6 at EffectiveTeaching.com.
Unit B
Chapter 6
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