Showing posts with label Ramblings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ramblings. Show all posts

Who Has Your Heart?

Who has your heart? With whom are our thoughts? Of whom do we love to converse? Whos has our warmest affections and our best energies? The things we once hated, we now love; and the things we once loved, we hate. The pride becomes meek and lonely in heart. We thought it was only a deal but since we're cut into pieces.

Time passes by but we only ignore it. We don't consider our way to be published by others. Seems, I who cannot give any exact exemplifications, I do also belong in the circle. We're not merely perfect, good, sounds great and most of all, as a result of not having them, we deeply put ourselves on hurt. Harming our own soul, for every word of doubt we utter is inviting temptations. When someone ie really crazy about the things around him, he tend to borrow trouble. Our minds are continually dwelling upon somthing disagreeable. But others say, grab all the things you can except my life.

Thinking of what, how and where means passive questioning to your own self. With the moody marked word, impulse, we are wondering how these beat put an action to our intentions.This may vary to our acts and moves but it depends to whom.

An instance of having a symphaty must already mix with better insight to a particular situation. We know that when the heart is too weighted down with pain, it wants to give up. A feeling of dreary to someone else.

Then, who has your heart? Knock your own door open it at your own show the answer.

The Measure of a Teacher

"The teacher who is attempting to teach without inspiring the student to learn is hammering on cold iron." That was Horace Man speaking many decades ago. The declaration has proved itself many times in history and is still proving its truth today.
But how can a teacher inspire a students? Does it mean spoonfeeding him or just the contrary? In my fifteen years of formanl education, a lot of teachers discouraged my by their indolence and arrogance. Yet, many pulled my hand just when I was about to quit. They have inspired me in many peculiar ways which are beyond articualation. But I can clearly recall they all made me believe in myself.
A teacher who tells me I should know everything before I enter his classroom tells me I do not need him, so that I lost my interest in his subject even before I gain my interest to listen. A teacher who tells me he never erred in his days as a student also tells me I am not entitled to commit a mistake, so that my mind starts wandering where there is a roomfor correction left the very moment he speaks.
Yes, I could take them as a challenge and turn the situation in my favor. But I wonder, what ever happened to the phrase, "no one os infallible", or still of the phrase, "he widest room is always the room for corrections".
I would rather have a teacher who tells me to go ahead and commit mistakes while I am a student than to commit it to a client in the field. I want a teacher who believes that learning never ends. Then I will be confident thast as in a dance, not knowing the fifth step will not cripple me to learn the first four steps. I will learn the fifth step as I go.
I am not really looking for an ideal teacher because I do not deserve one. I just wrote this blog as symphaty to those teachers who think their students are dumb, slow-learners and unteachable. They seem to have forgotten their philosopher who said, "The brilliance of a teacher is manifested by the caliber of his students".