I think all men would have their own episodes to discuss about how they were kept waiting by the women in their lives. Yes, we men dont like being kept waiting. Whether you are taking too long to get ready, too long to get up from a boring social gathering etc etc, we men get frustrated. I know we are unreasonable at most times but just bear us for the sake of the good things that we have :$.
How arrogant was that? Its like the world revolves around us men. I ll leave it there to be the center of debate.
However, I read a great post by BATSTER who narrated "The answer to What took you so long?!" which makes up today's Trackback. I was literally rolling over the floor laughing reading it. Great work and deserves the attention.
Enjoy!!!
What Teachers Make
Teachers are one of the most important people that made who we are today. But do we give them that kind of respect that they deserve? I think most of us would say NO to that question.
All it really takes it giving that occasional call. That one line email message. Or best of all, going in person to go and meet them. The sad part is, we find ourselves too "BUSY" to do either of those. A simple thank you does it.
Here is a story to read and find that feeling in you to get in touch with your teachers and pay them their due respect.
WHAT TEACHERS MAKE
Dinner guests were sitting around the table discussing life. One man, a CEO, decided to explain the problem with education. He argued, "What's a kid going to learn from someone who decided his best option in life was to become a teacher?"
He reminded the other dinner guests what they say about teachers, "Those who can, do. Those who can't, teach."
To stress his point he said to another guest, "You're a teacher, Bonnie. Be honest. What do you make?"
Bonnie, who had a reputation for honesty and frankness replied, "You want to know what I make?"
(She paused for a second, then began...)
"Well, I make kids work harder than they ever thought they could. I make a C+ feel like the Congressional Medal of Honor. I make kids sit through 40 minutes of class time when their parents can't make them sit for 5 without an I Pod, Game Cube or movie rental. You want to know what I make?"
(She paused again and looked at each and every person at the table.)
"I make kids wonder. I make them question. I make them apologize and mean it. I make them have respect and take responsibility for their actions. I teach them to write and then I make them write. Keyboarding isn't everything. I make them read, read, read. I make them show all their work in math. They use their God given brain, not the man-made calculator. I make my students from other countries learn everything they need to know in English while preserving their unique cultural identity. I make my classroom a place where all my students feel safe. I make my students stand, placing their hand over their heart to say the Pledge of Allegiance to the Flag, One Nation Under God, because we live in the United States of America. Finally, I make them understand that if they use the gifts they were given, work hard, and follow their hearts, they can succeed in life."
(Bonnie paused one last time and then continued.)
"Then, when people try to judge me by what I make, with me knowing money isn't everything, I can hold my head up high and pay no attention because they are ignorant... You want to know what I make? I MAKE A DIFFERENCE."
"What do you make Mr. CEO?" His jaw dropped, he went silent.
All it really takes it giving that occasional call. That one line email message. Or best of all, going in person to go and meet them. The sad part is, we find ourselves too "BUSY" to do either of those. A simple thank you does it.
Here is a story to read and find that feeling in you to get in touch with your teachers and pay them their due respect.
WHAT TEACHERS MAKE
Dinner guests were sitting around the table discussing life. One man, a CEO, decided to explain the problem with education. He argued, "What's a kid going to learn from someone who decided his best option in life was to become a teacher?"
He reminded the other dinner guests what they say about teachers, "Those who can, do. Those who can't, teach."
To stress his point he said to another guest, "You're a teacher, Bonnie. Be honest. What do you make?"
Bonnie, who had a reputation for honesty and frankness replied, "You want to know what I make?"
(She paused for a second, then began...)
"Well, I make kids work harder than they ever thought they could. I make a C+ feel like the Congressional Medal of Honor. I make kids sit through 40 minutes of class time when their parents can't make them sit for 5 without an I Pod, Game Cube or movie rental. You want to know what I make?"
(She paused again and looked at each and every person at the table.)
"I make kids wonder. I make them question. I make them apologize and mean it. I make them have respect and take responsibility for their actions. I teach them to write and then I make them write. Keyboarding isn't everything. I make them read, read, read. I make them show all their work in math. They use their God given brain, not the man-made calculator. I make my students from other countries learn everything they need to know in English while preserving their unique cultural identity. I make my classroom a place where all my students feel safe. I make my students stand, placing their hand over their heart to say the Pledge of Allegiance to the Flag, One Nation Under God, because we live in the United States of America. Finally, I make them understand that if they use the gifts they were given, work hard, and follow their hearts, they can succeed in life."
(Bonnie paused one last time and then continued.)
"Then, when people try to judge me by what I make, with me knowing money isn't everything, I can hold my head up high and pay no attention because they are ignorant... You want to know what I make? I MAKE A DIFFERENCE."
"What do you make Mr. CEO?" His jaw dropped, he went silent.
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