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The late educator Leo Buscaglia wrote many wonderful things about this topic, and how, sadly, our educational system thwarted our most creative teachers' ways of instilling love of learning in our little ones. <P>Whenever I was asked about my approach to teaching by parents and teachers alike, I always gave this blunt answer:<P>"These children are going to have enough<BR>a__holes in their lives. I don't want to be the first." <P>As crass as that might initially sound, it was a remark that usually brought a 1) gasp 2) laugh and 3) appreciative nod of the head.<P>Why?<P>Because when you talk to people about your teachers growing up, there are always two that come to mind: 1) the one you couldn't stand and; 2) the one you loved.<P>Why did you love the one you loved? <P>Usually, because that teacher was the one who made learning FUN through imagination <P>-- and/or<P>that teacher was the one who recognized and encouraged your own imagination.<P>One of the saddest kinds of teachers is the one who not only thwarts your efforts but may even be jealous. <P>Listen to this:<P>Long ago, there was a young girl who was considered incorrigible and sent by her wealthy but not very interested father to a Catholic boarding school, where the young girl met up with an almost equally incorrigible young girl, and together, they turned that place upside down with their hijinks. Many times, they were nearly thrown out. But something funny happened to the crazier of the two: she found the nurturing she had lacked and came to realize she loved the place and felt a sense of home. And so, on graduation day, it was announced that two of the girls would be staying on to become nuns themselves. She was one of the two!<P>Her best friend went on to become a writer, and wrote a book about their escapades. It was turned into a movie, featuring Hayley Mills, and was one of my favorites growing up.<P>The friend who became a nun eventually became a high school teacher, and as years went by, she became rather elderly and beset by health problems. She even became somewhat cranky. But not too cranky or ill to take a special interest in one young girl, who was somewhat madcap herself, and had yet to find a teacher who truly appreciated and encouraged her creative talents. This nun became the young girl's favorite teacher. She wrote bits of thoughtful praise and suggestion all over the girl's papers and encouraged her to read them aloud to the class. And the girl could get this gem of a teacher in the twilight of her years to laugh and share old memories as no one else could.<P>The girl never forgot the praise and encouragement she had received to give her writing her best effort -- to believe in herself and her creativity and her ideas. Even while she was performing, she never stopped writing and it was there that she always felt a sense of true confidence. <P>Eventually, the girl decided to leave the stage while still young, and without one journalism course (albeit an English minor), she got herself hired onto a newspaper by writing a colorful depiction of her trials and tribulations in show business. In less than a year, she was named columnist of the year by the state's newspaper association. To this day, the girl believes that because one teacher out there allowed her -- yes, encouraged her -- to let her differences from others shine, she was able to succeed in a most competitive field. <P>Think about the effect that we who are teachers now can have on just one child. <P> <P>
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