I thank God for the teachers.
All the teachers in my life.
I believe when someone is one's teacher, he/she is one's teacher for life.
Well, we never stop learning from them do we?
Even now, when I am down, lost or discouraged,
I'd seek some time out by myself,
and take out from my mind, a piece of what a certain teacher has said.
I draw strength and resolution from their words that always seem to have been said with the knowledge of their usefulness and applicability to future times.
These are the people who mean so much to me.
And they are not just teachers---school teachers.
If by definition, a teacher is someone who has taught you, or someone you have learned from, then many are teachers of mine.
My mum, my dad, God, my brother, my sister, and I reckon even the kindly school janitor of Cedar.
He used to talk to me about life, his philosophies, and the bright future that lay ahead of me.
I remember how I'd knew he was coming by the sound of clanging keys that heralded his arrival. He was this eccentric old man, walked with a hobble, had eyes clouded with cataract, and yet could see beyond the present, the surface, and the person I appeared to be.
He was, and still is, a very special teacher to me, kept, and still keeps me going through the tougest times...
I remember I used to be the last to leave the classroom everyday, and he would wait for me, cheer me on...
He'd talk to me about how we must all work hard, "hao hao du shu..." he always says.
I never failed to be moved.
Teachers.
I begin to realise how much we owe to them.
Then there's granddad, and grandma, so many people I owe so much to.
Some I will never get to thank.
All I'd never be who I am without.
Here, let me assume an empiricist note.
I once watched NG (National Geographic), and it was about how animals higher up the intelligence hierarchy, have all learned to pass down knowledge from one generation to another. It featured a kingfisher who has learned to fish by picking up and throwing breadcrumbs from the sidewalk, into the lake to attract fishes so as to catch them.
However, such an intelligent behaviour would be lost with the death of this kingfisher, because the
Ceryle Acryon (kingfisher) do not educate the younger generations.
Education= knowledge upon knowledge.
Human progression comes only with education.
Education.
Originates from the Latin word--- Educarie, which means to "draw out."
Aristotle was a wise man.
Indeed, education is not so much filling up empty brains with ideas and facts, as if you were pumping air into a balloon.
True education is about drawing out.
Drawing out the best in each one of us, revealing the unique beauty already inherent,
and teaching us how to use that beauty, for the good of the society and the world.
Education allows the flowers within each of us to blossom, so that the world is a beautiful garden.
God bless the gardeners.
"A great teacher has little external history to record,
his life goes over into others' life.
These great men are the pillars of the intimate strcuture of our schools,
they are more essential than its stones or beams,
and will continue to be a kindling force
and a revealing power in our lives. "-The Emeror's club( my favourite movie)
To all my beacons of light,
Happy teachers Day.
