Me, me, me. I don't have a photo but I am going to talk about me which will tell you more anyway, though less visually informative, so I guess it will lack that much Facebook goodness, oh let's argue ,"Tastes Great!" "Less Filing!" ok, we see how pointless that was, now, on to me....
I thought because I love to study and learn that I wanted to be a teacher, just always have, then I had kids and attended Relief Society and actually paid attention, and I realized all mothers love to teach, it is sort of a God-given inheritance or something.
Now, picture a mug on a desk, all that screams academia. I bet the mug clearly says "World's Greatest Teacher". Naturally, I wanted to emulate what was great and what was greatest beyond all greatness? Jesus Christ, often referred to as Rabi, or teacher.
By nature, I wanted to be the greatest teacher, but then realized my place. I am strangely drawn to being a student. Let me explain. When I watch videos of the Savior teaching I have an almost unquenchable desire to be there, I do not listen as much to what he says as that he is teaching. I have actually received a commandment to be a student, and I have always willingly been. Not much else excites me as much as learning. I want to win the title of "World's Greatest Student."
This thought just in, don't teachers always say that they learned so much more than they could teach? Further, great teachers always quote other teachers, so perhaps nothing has changed on the surface. My natural evolution would be a teacher from a student, but my purpose would change from mastering information to pass it on to others to just trying to be the best student ever which encompasses being the best teacher.
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