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My teacher once asked a short simple question. She had asked, "What do you want to be?" Raised arms answered her query. Open palms each belonging to excitable children. Wide little eyes looked up at her. Hands began to flail in the air... Ever so hopeful of being chosen. So that they could voice their aspirations. So that they could begin to share. One by one, they each was given the opportunity. Turn by turn, boastful were some while others spoke quiet and shyly. Then the teacher stopped short. Not before expressing her delight. She was in awe of such young minds... Having had such great wings to eventually take flight. Then she explained... What she had initially meant. Confused looks all around including me. She rephrased the question, *"What kind of person... Do you want to be?"* There was silence. No arms shot up to meet the subject. I don't recall having raised mine, but I remember telling the teacher... An answer (I was confident), she wouldn't expect. I stood at my desk, proud and tall... And told the teacher that I wished to be a person... Well loved by all. She smiled and I did too. I felt it was a good answer. She nodded to signal for me to take my seat again. She paused before speaking, and not a moment later. She said, *"That would be nice. To be loved by all. But that's close to impossible. A big wish for someone so small."* I had heard her words clearly... However I didn't understand. My brows furrowed... And I was deep in thought... Still I couldn't comprehend. 28 years later... Here I sit, looking back to that time in the past. How time flies... It simply ticked away... All too fast. Till just then I was still that boy... Who tried hard to please. I wanted to prove that it wasn't impossible. You can be loved by everyone, and you can do it with ease. But now I have learnt. Now I have found meaning and understanding in my teacher's wisdom. It took me a while but... I know now... That wishes and reality don't work in tandem. You can choose to care and love, everyone you see. But to expect everyone to love you the same... Is sheer impossibility.
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Aug 26, 2016
Aug 26, 2016 at 9:12 AM UTC
ryn
Age Old Wisdom
My teacher once asked a short simple question. She had asked, "What do you want to be?" Raised arms answered her query. Open palms each belonging to excitable children. Wide little eyes looked up at her. Hands began to flail in the air... Ever so hopeful of being chosen. So that they could voice their aspirations. So that they could begin to share. One by one, they each was given the opportunity. Turn by turn, boastful were some while others spoke quiet and shyly. Then the teacher stopped short. Not before expressing her delight. She was in awe of such young minds... Having had such great wings to eventually take flight. Then she explained... What she had initially meant. Confused looks all around including me. She rephrased the question, *"What kind of person... Do you want to be?"* There was silence. No arms shot up to meet the subject. I don't recall having raised mine, but I remember telling the teacher... An answer (I was confident), she wouldn't expect. I stood at my desk, proud and tall... And told the teacher that I wished to be a person... Well loved by all. She smiled and I did too. I felt it was a good answer. She nodded to signal for me to take my seat again. She paused before speaking, and not a moment later. She said, *"That would be nice. To be loved by all. But that's close to impossible. A big wish for someone so small."* I had heard her words clearly... However I didn't understand. My brows furrowed... And I was deep in thought... Still I couldn't comprehend. 28 years later... Here I sit, looking back to that time in the past. How time flies... It simply ticked away... All too fast. Till just then I was still that boy... Who tried hard to please. I wanted to prove that it wasn't impossible. You can be loved by everyone, and you can do it with ease. But now I have learnt. Now I have found meaning and understanding in my teacher's wisdom. It took me a while but... I know now... That wishes and reality don't work in tandem. You can choose to care and love, everyone you see. But to expect everyone to love you the same... Is sheer impossibility.
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I'm happy that you're my teacher I enjoy each lesson that you teach To dream and to work and to reach With your kindness you get my attention Everyday you are planting a seed Of curiosity and motivation To know and to grow and to succeed You're still my inspiration So I'm sending this to you With all my love and gratitude For teaching as you do
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Oct 8, 2018
Oct 8, 2018 at 10:10 AM UTC
Anne_88
Happy Teacher's Day
I'm happy that you're my teacher I enjoy each lesson that you teach To dream and to work and to reach With your kindness you get my attention Everyday you are planting a seed Of curiosity and motivation To know and to grow and to succeed You're still my inspiration So I'm sending this to you With all my love and gratitude For teaching as you do
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