“In many countries, Teachers’ Days are intended to be special days for the appreciation of teachers; World Teachers’ Day is celebrated across the world on October 5. Ever since the importance of teachers has been recognized by UNESCO, by adopting the “Recommendation concerning the status of teachers”, World Teachers’ Day has been celebrated annually. This includes celebrations to honor the teachers for their special contribution in a particular field area or the community in general.” /Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia/
I think all teachers are relatives. No matter where they’re located. Loving, funny, encouraging, giving sometimes undeserved “bonuses”, uplifting our spirits, transmitting their high vibrations to their students. Let’s celebrate the Family of Teachers! Drumbeat. Music. Let me start from…
The son comes home. Complaining to his mother: Son: Mom, I am not going to go to school again. Mother: Why? Son: Children make fun of me. Mother: First of all, you are grown up already. And Second, you are the Director.
Head teacher: “Are you in the top half of your class?” Little Johnny:”No, I’m one of the students who make the top half possible!”
School years are the best time of our life. Time of important revelations and fun time too.Memory persistently return some silly and shameful moments, which I would prefer to forget…Ready? Just releasing some stories. Thanks for reading! 🙂
There was the incident in our school. The Director was entering the school door, and the remaining of apple hit her in the head. Everything ended up peacefully, we had classmates being team players.
Suffering from being invisible (or what?), it was such release to write for one pupil her first name with the chalk in capital letters on the wall of the class. The result – the anger of the teacher and bad score in the score-book.
The next story about the teacher, but please, don’t judge, it was the influence of time.. We were not permitted to wear the rings, earrings and make-up, even in last 2 years in the school. The jewelry were taking away from intruders; girls were sending to wash up their faces clearly. The director had the collection of jewelry, which she proudly demonstrated to the parents during the school meetings.
last year in the school the fashion have changed to long-long
dresses, so there were nothing to worry about.
I remember the day when we with 10 pupils classmates came to visit our First teacher, at her home. The nice wall clock was bought and given to Zinaida Vladimirovna. She seemed to be happy and grateful. We spent time drinking the tea with sweets and talking , refreshing the memory of our young years. Just at the end of meeting, walking through another room on our way to the exit door, we’ve noticed that the whole wall in that room was filled with wall clocks! The teacher smiled: “Time goes by…, – and then she added, – but there is no time limit…
There is No Time Limit
Today, rewinding my memory, I thought about the movie I recently watched
“The Curious Case of Benjamin Button”, directed by David Fincher. The main character in some miracle way was born old, ~ 80, and we look at Love, Friendship, Truth from perspective of Time by the eyes of this man, who getting younger with every day…
When life with his wife and baby daughter became a pain, because of his decreasing years, he is leaving, but keep writing about his feeling in the Diary, intending for later reading by his daughter.
And she is reading later:
“For what it’s worth, it’s never too late, to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit. Start whenever you want. You can change or stay the same. There are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. And I hope you make the best of it.I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with different point of view. I hope you live a life you’re proud of. And if you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength – to start all over again.”
This words belong to the pen of the American writer Scott Fitzgerald. The movie was based on his short novel.
I feel these words could be the words every teacher would put the signature under.These words express the wishes to ALL of us, because we are all on the same way of leaning how to live our life with purpose.
We are filled with love and gratefulness for Teachers in our life, who’ve tought us how to learn.
“Mistakes are only lessons. Growth is a process of trial and experimentation.
The “failed” expreriments are as much a part of the process as the experiment that ultimately “works”. ~ Swami Rama
Our memory keeps the retrospective tape of time of our life. And Wheel of Time keeps our Energy, our Intentions ,and transmit it in the Energy and Intentions of our children, our next generation.