Comments on: Lifelong Lessons from The Heart of a Teacher http://blog.simpletruths.com/teacher The Blog of Inspiration Wed, 13 Jul 2011 12:19:34 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.2 By: hita http://blog.simpletruths.com/teacher/comment-page-1#comment-1382 hita Tue, 09 Feb 2010 06:41:15 +0000 http://blog.simpletruths.com/?p=538#comment-1382 i would like to have whatever is available to improve my teaching i would like to have whatever is available to improve my teaching

]]> By: Matt http://blog.simpletruths.com/teacher/comment-page-1#comment-1139 Matt Thu, 01 Oct 2009 18:37:04 +0000 http://blog.simpletruths.com/?p=538#comment-1139 Kay, that's such an amazing story... I'm going to repost that for all of our readers, because I'd like for everyone to think about the little things that we do that can make a big difference. Kay, that’s such an amazing story… I’m going to repost that for all of our readers, because I’d like for everyone to think about the little things that we do that can make a big difference.

]]> By: Kay http://blog.simpletruths.com/teacher/comment-page-1#comment-1137 Kay Wed, 30 Sep 2009 22:18:25 +0000 http://blog.simpletruths.com/?p=538#comment-1137 This is not quite the story you are asking for, but it is one that almost fits. Your blog made me think of it, so thank you for that. Many years ago I taught "difficult" 15 and 16 year olds. Occasionally, to encourage them to work quietly, I would sketch one of them. One drew a sketch for me, expressing how he thought I must feel, coming to face the class each Monday morning. I took a break from teaching, and held an exhibition in my local shopping area. This student, now out of school, came to visit and asked me to draw him. I did this, insisting that he not smoke for the duration of the work. Years later he was in trouble, and in jail. Another of his classmates told me, when I asked how he was holding up, that the one thing he had asked to be brought to him was the sketch I had made of him that day, several years before. I have always hoped that when he looked at that portrait he remembered that there was at least one teacher who believed in him. This is not quite the story you are asking for, but it is one that almost fits. Your blog made me think of it, so thank you for that.

Many years ago I taught “difficult” 15 and 16 year olds. Occasionally, to encourage them to work quietly, I would sketch one of them. One drew a sketch for me, expressing how he thought I must feel, coming to face the class each Monday morning.

I took a break from teaching, and held an exhibition in my local shopping area. This student, now out of school, came to visit and asked me to draw him. I did this, insisting that he not smoke for the duration of the work.

Years later he was in trouble, and in jail. Another of his classmates told me, when I asked how he was holding up, that the one thing he had asked to be brought to him was the sketch I had made of him that day, several years before.

I have always hoped that when he looked at that portrait he remembered that there was at least one teacher who believed in him.

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