If teaching were easy, we wouldn't need teachers.
I believe that humanity now is desperately calling for new ideas. These new ideas must come from spiritual teachers and artists, from poets and philosophers, from educators and ecologists, from postal clerks and miners and traffic cops and nurses and waiters and musicians and cooks and cleaners and from. . . Regular People Everywhere. That is to say, from YOU.
In the state of Wisconsin it's mandated that teachers in the social sciences and hard sciences have to start giving environmental education by the first grade, through high school
The teachers of small children are paid more than they were, but still far less than the importance of their work deserves, and they are still regarded by the unenlightened majority as insignificant compared to those who impart information to older children and adolescents, a class of pupils which, in the nature of things, is vastly more able to protect its own individuality from the character of the teacher.
Going out and not only meeting the kids, but meeting the teachers and the librarians and seeing the world, fills me up.
Inspired teachers. . . cannot be ordered by the gross from the factory. They must be discovered one by one, and brought home from the woods and swamps like orchids. They must be placed in a conservatory, not in a carpenter shop; and they must be honored and trusted.
Most of my school friends and even a few of my teachers called me Duck.
Love and delight are better teachers than compulsion.
Christ did not found an abstract religion, a mere school of religious thought. He setup a community of apostles, of teachers, with the task of spreading His message and so giving rise to a society of believers: His Church. He promised the Spirit of truth to His Church and then sent Him.
Many school administrators are so cautious that they have erroneously erased all traces of religion. Some have run roughshod over teachers. Others have attempted to squelch all discussion of religion.
Really great moral teachers never do introduce new moralities: it is quacks and cranks who do that.
When I recall my teachers at school, I realise that half of them were abnormal. . . . We pupils of old Austria were brought up to respect old people and women. But on our professors we had no mercy; they were our natural enemies. The majority of them were somewhat mentally deranged, and quite a few ended their days as honest-to-God lunatics!. . . I was in particular bad odor with the teachers. I showed not the slightest aptitude for foreign languages - though I might have, had not the teacher been a congenital idiot. I could not bear the sight of him.
I was a weirdo to want to be in show business. Most kids wanted to be teachers or nurses.
Teachers open the door. . . you enter by yourself.
The purpose of teachers should be to add to the sum of human knowers rather than the sum of human knowledge.
The great want of our race is perfect educators to train new-born minds, who are infallible teachers of what is right and true.
Teachers are no longer the fountain of knowledge; the internet is.
Some teachers just have a knack for working with autistic children. Other teachers do not have it.
Thank God I have the things that my mother and father taught me, the things that I've learned from pastors and spiritual teachers and the books that I read.
I was very disruptive. I was horrible. I didn't learn like all the other kids. I had to sometimes take my tests out in the hallways because I couldn't focus. But, my teachers would come see me in the plays and were like 'I don't understand how you can focus and be in the moment in a play and you go into math class and you can't focus.