Shucks - did I just miss a week's post?
I have a good reason:
The insanity starts with the peers, spreads to the parents and then burns through the rest of the family like a wildfire - it truly is 'catching'. All with good intention & concern though!
At times like these, there's one party that I feel deserves to know my results immediately:
I have a good reason:
The insanity starts with the peers, spreads to the parents and then burns through the rest of the family like a wildfire - it truly is 'catching'. All with good intention & concern though!
At times like these, there's one party that I feel deserves to know my results immediately:
My teachers.
Through my years of education, I've always been lucky & blessed to have wonderful teachers. Some who take me under their wings, some who push me down so that I bounce back swinging for a grander finish. Irrespective, they've been valuable regarding the subject knowledge acquired and the personal character development they were responsible for.
Oddly enough, my respect for them ended up being translated as behaviour typical of a 'teacher's pet' or 'goody-goody-two-shoes' (even earning me the nickname 'GG' courtesy of a close friend) - much to my disappointment. My reluctance to resort to my usual levels of weirdness/craziness in front of teachers doesn't mean that I intend to put on a facade of good behaviour to score 'brownie points'. On the contrary, I tone down the weirdness/craziness simply because I respect their age and knowledge and believe that they shouldn't have to put up with it just to get a lesson across. Why on Earth would I want to jeopardize my shot at getting smarter?
My friends on the other hand? Tough luck :P
If I think about it now, more than anything, it's the teachers I miss from the past 12 years of school. Classes where a teacher would ramble on about a tale and completely forget what she'd left on the board, others where a comment would cause muffled laughter from the students, some where a teacher's praise would leave a student fraught with embarrassment (I know this too well) and a top-notch 'douchebag' in a peer's eyes.
I've had awesome teachers that would take learning beyond the classroom, go the extra mile and even attempt life lessons, albeit allegorically. I've even had a biology teacher that allowed rats to be dissected just because interest was expressed at thought (the syllabus didn't call for it), who would become one of the teachers I go to with extra information - simply because when a teacher piques my curiosity, I end up doing research and getting back to them with some pretty great stuff.
This wouldn't be complete if I failed to mention the other teachers who've helped me achieve my academic goals. Ones who specialize in their subject and devote themselves to prepping kids much after hours. The dedication and sincerity that they possess is unrivaled, and the confidence they instill in you with their faith in your abilities is unparalleled. It may seem a tad too much to a few, but to those who know what I mean - you know this to be true.
After all, when it comes to a teacher, I've noticed they always see the best in a student irrespective of the flaws or behavioural issues - I find that to be a rare trait indeed. All they look for is respect, interest and initiative.
Give them that, and they'll ensure you skate on Saturn's rings.
Oddly enough, my respect for them ended up being translated as behaviour typical of a 'teacher's pet' or 'goody-goody-two-shoes' (even earning me the nickname 'GG' courtesy of a close friend) - much to my disappointment. My reluctance to resort to my usual levels of weirdness/craziness in front of teachers doesn't mean that I intend to put on a facade of good behaviour to score 'brownie points'. On the contrary, I tone down the weirdness/craziness simply because I respect their age and knowledge and believe that they shouldn't have to put up with it just to get a lesson across. Why on Earth would I want to jeopardize my shot at getting smarter?
My friends on the other hand? Tough luck :P
If I think about it now, more than anything, it's the teachers I miss from the past 12 years of school. Classes where a teacher would ramble on about a tale and completely forget what she'd left on the board, others where a comment would cause muffled laughter from the students, some where a teacher's praise would leave a student fraught with embarrassment (I know this too well) and a top-notch 'douchebag' in a peer's eyes.
I've had awesome teachers that would take learning beyond the classroom, go the extra mile and even attempt life lessons, albeit allegorically. I've even had a biology teacher that allowed rats to be dissected just because interest was expressed at thought (the syllabus didn't call for it), who would become one of the teachers I go to with extra information - simply because when a teacher piques my curiosity, I end up doing research and getting back to them with some pretty great stuff.
This wouldn't be complete if I failed to mention the other teachers who've helped me achieve my academic goals. Ones who specialize in their subject and devote themselves to prepping kids much after hours. The dedication and sincerity that they possess is unrivaled, and the confidence they instill in you with their faith in your abilities is unparalleled. It may seem a tad too much to a few, but to those who know what I mean - you know this to be true.
After all, when it comes to a teacher, I've noticed they always see the best in a student irrespective of the flaws or behavioural issues - I find that to be a rare trait indeed. All they look for is respect, interest and initiative.
Give them that, and they'll ensure you skate on Saturn's rings.
