It's the first line in your book. I always thought there was a lot of truth in that. Or maybe that's what my English teacher said. I can't really remember. I read it last semester. " - Your parents must be so proud you can read. " - They are. They bought me a pony and everything when I did a book report on Cat in the Hat.
The teacher does not have to be, although he has to know: he is the mind imagining, not the executant.
I have always felt that the true text-book for the pupil is his teacher
History is a great teacher. Now everyone knows that the labor movement did not diminish the strength of the nation but enlarged it. By raising the living standards of millions, labor miraculously created a market for industry and lifted the whole nation to undreamed of levels of production. Those who attack labor forget these simple truths, but history remembers them.
What brings understanding is love. When your heart is full, then you will listen to the teacher, to the beggar, to the laughter of children, to the rainbow, and to the sorrow of man. Under every stone and leaf, that which is eternal exists.
I just don't know that shame and fear need to be our teachers; rather, compassion, understanding, and love should be our guides.
Teachers craft classrooms that are good matches for their teaching styles as well as for learner needs.
I used to think great teachers inspire you. Now I think I had it wrong. Good teachers inspire you; great teachers show you how to inspire yourself every day of your life. They don't show you their magic. They show you how to make magic of your own.
We have about three hours of homework a night, and our evening study period is only two hours, so if you want to spend the break at half-past-nine not freaking out, you have to cram. I'm not sure that the picture of the wide-eyed zombie girl biting out the brains of senior douchebag James Page is part of Sam's homework, bit if it is, his physics teacher is awesome.
We want to prove we are good writers or good business, good parents or good teachers. The world is very competitive and catches us in this frenzy. It wants us to go here, be there, and be part of this or that.
For the longest time, you just sound like a broken record, but you have to be consistent when teaching kids.
We never know which lives we influence, or when, or why.
The resistance is the voice in your head telling you to use bullets in your PowerPoint slides. . . It’s the voice that tells you to leave controversial ideas out of the paper you’re writing, because the teacher won’t like them. The resistance pushes relentlessly for you to fit in.
I always make the point that teachers are people too, and that they don't just want to be in front of kids all day and have children be their only feedback loop.