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A woman i have come to know is my inspiration to this short story or short observation. maybe its actually used to show some recognition, i will let you make the decition of that. wink
a woman who works alone most of the time in the only real comfort of her room. she has a well formed mind about her shoulder, that only some can see... she sees things the way most of us wouldn't dare to see, in fear we may be called weird or strangers, though most people can relate to her in someways.
See a true teacher defined in my terms is someone who not only teaches the ones yearning for something more, but one who enjoys it. she is one of those few people, who enjoy it, it seems. her hours after the day are long spent either striving to better the understnding of the students or to just be there for them when they think all is lost... she shows them solutions to problems, not in math, but in life. she is able to guide them to show them the peices of the puzzle, but knows not to interfere in how exactly the puzzle should be like... she lets them get their own point of view in their mind of how the puzzle can be or how they can make it to be how they would want it...
She observes the ones in the halls, and though she may not look like she is listening at times, she is. she is there like a ghost in the night, waiting for someone to hear their message...
The students are her own teachers too. they show her ways of life that she has so little scence throughout her years. and she is able to gather from them what she wants, and is also able to see how they act in which they are so familiar in...
It amazes me that even after certain blocks in her path that she is able to get around them, and then continue down the unfamiliar path of life, that surprises us with the most akward twists and turns. And yet even though she or we may not be prepared for them, she always seems so be able to find the strenghth to keep going, setting the bar higher for the ones weaker than her, so that they too can see the journey is able to bare...
She seeks help when the times are hard, help aids, her welcoming her, awaiting her, and always to comfort her... Whether help be person or spirit, alive or dead, it always guides her in the direction she takes...
Within reading this some of you may know who i am talking about but, i will give no name, for i know who she is and one day maybe you will know her too... smile
lone_wolf_7 · Thu Apr 21, 2005 @ 06:25pm · 0 Comments |
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