The Questions and the Answers
- What's a word that describes your life? A word you wish described your life?
- Back in my day we ________________________________?
- When it comes to takeout are you more likely to opt for Italian, Mexican, or Chinese food? Does a typical week at your house include takeout?
- Think about the people you most respect. What is it about them that earned your respect?
The fact that they held to their convictions and didn’t back down, no matter who was trying to force them to, earned my respect. Mrs. Pennington, Miss Elrod, Mrs. Johnson, those are the folks that first come to my mind.
Miss Elrod was my 8th grade English and homeroom teacher. She also taught my mama way back when. She gave me my first caliber speech.
Mrs. Johnson was my 11th grade homeroom and Typing II teacher. Heavenly Father had already been kicked out of public schools by then, but she read a morning devotion to our homeroom class every morning, without fail, anyway.
Mrs. Pennington was my 11th grade US History teacher. She was a tough cookie. She didn’t take anything from anybody. AND she was a sweetheart. She genuinely cared about her students and didn’t put up with foolishness. Most of my time at that particular school district was h-e-double-toothpicks, but these three women gave me reason to carry on and not buckle under. They believed in me and did what they could to help me believe that I had great potential.
Oh yeah, and Mr. Stokes. He won me the morning he said to me, “Great things come in small packages.” He knew that I was tormented for my short stature and it was his way of telling me that my height (or lack thereof!) wasn’t a fault. I was someone with potential in spite of it.
Everyone needs a few teachers like this in their lives. It only takes a few to make a difference. There are more than enough hurtful ones to go around. When you find the good ones, like I did, the blessings and effects last forever.
- What's something your friends might see and say is 'so you'?
- Insert your own random thought here.
Show respect to all people, but grovel to none. Tecumseh
It makes me think of my Granny Gunter. This past Sunday was her 8th anniversary in Heaven. She endured a lot in her lifetime. She was blunt. Some thought she was rude and rough. Inside she was a big ol’ loveable teddy bear. One thing she wasn’t, though, was a groveler. She wasn’t going to beg anybody for the love that she needed and wanted. If they didn’t want to be around her, she had the attitude “to heck with you”...well, “heck” isn’t exactly the right word, but you get the point. If they didn’t want her, she didn’t need them. My granny was a great teacher.
I sure do miss you, Granny. Please hug Daddy for me.
Have a blessed day, y’all!
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I wish you peace....((Hugs))
ReplyDelete#2 Those were the days!!!
Thanks, Debby. I wish you peace, too. {{{Hugs}}}
DeleteOh, yes, those were the days. I loved flying through the woods on my bike, not a care in the world, at least not at that particular moment. :)
Have a blessed evening!