One of the best stories I've ever heard!

>As she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of
>school, she told the children an untruth. Like most teachers, she looked
>at her students and said that she loved them all the same. However, that
>was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a
>little boy named Teddy Stoddard.
>Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed that he did
>not play well with the other children, that his clothes were messy and
>that he constantly needed a bath. In addition, Teddy could be
>unpleasant. It got to the point where Mrs. Thompson would actually take
>delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X's and
>then putting a big "F" at the top of his papers.
>At the school where Mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each
>child's past records and she put Teddy's off until last. However, when she
>reviewed his file, she was in for a surprise.
>Teddy's first grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is a bright child with a ready
>laugh. He does his work neatly and has good manners... he is a joy to be
>His second grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is an excellent student, well liked
>by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal
>illness and life at home must be a struggle."
>His third grade teacher wrote, "His mother's death has been hard on him.
>He tries to do his best, but his father doesn't show much interest, and
>his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren't taken."
>Teddy's fourth grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is withdrawn and doesn't show
>much interest in school. He doesn't have many friends and he sometimes
>sleeps in class."
>By now, Mrs. Thompson realized the problem and she was ashamed of herself.
>She felt even worse when her students brought her Christmas presents,
>wrapped in beautiful ribbons and bright paper, except for Teddy's. His
>present was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper that he got from a
>grocery bag. Mrs. Thompson took pains to open it in the middle of the
>other presents. Some of the children started to laugh when she found a
>rhinestone bracelet with some of the stones missing, and a bottle that was
>one-quarter full of perfume. But she stifled the children's laughter when
>she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some
>of the perfume on her wrist. Teddy Stoddard stayed after school that day
>just long enough to say, "Mrs. Thompson, today you smelled just like
>my Mom used to."
>After the children left, she cried for at least an hour. On that very day,
>she quit teaching reading, writing and arithmetic. Instead, she began to
>teach children. Mrs Thompson paid particular attention to Teddy. As she
>worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive. The more she encouraged
>him, the faster he responded. By the end of the year, Teddy had become
>one of the smartest children in the class and, despite her lie that she
>would love all the children the same, Teddy became one of her "teacher's
>A year later, she found a note under her door, from Teddy, telling her
>that she was the best teacher he ever had in his whole life.
>Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy. He then wrote
>that he had finished high school, third in his class, and she was still
>the best teacher he ever had in life.
>Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that while things
>had been tough at times, he'd stayed in school, had stuck with it, and
>would soon graduate from college with the highest of honors. He assured
>Mrs. Thompson that she was still the best and favorite teacher he had ever
>had in his whole life.
>Then four more years passed and yet another letter came. This time he
>explained that after he got his bachelor's degree, he decided to go a
>little further. The letter explained that she was still the best and
>favorite teacher he ever had. But now his name was a little longer....
>The letter was signed, Theodore F. Stoddard, MD.
>The story does not end there. You see, there was yet another letter that
>spring. Teddy said he had met this girl and was going to be married. He
>explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and he was
>wondering if Mrs. Thompson might agree to sit at the wedding in the place
>that was usually reserved for the mother of the groom. Of course, Mrs.
>Thompson did. And guess what? She wore that bracelet, the one with several
>rhinestones missing. Moreover, she made sure she was wearing the perfume
>that Teddy remembered his mother wearing on their last Christmas together.
>They hugged each other, and Dr. Stoddard whispered in Mrs. Thompson's ear,
>"Thank you Mrs. Thompson for believing in me. Thank you so much for making
>me feel important and showing me that I could make a difference."
>Mrs. Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back. She said, "Teddy,
>you have it all wrong. You were the one who taught me that I could make a
>difference. I didn't know how to teach until I met you."
>(For you that don't know, Teddy Stoddard is the Dr. at Iowa Methodist in
>Des Moines that has the Stoddard Cancer Wing.)
<edited to remove dreaded all-caps >
Haggis McBagpipe
IAmCanadian, that is a very touching story, thanks for posting it!
One of the saddest things I heard recently was a teacher say that the social fabric of society was falling apart so much that most of the kids in her class had some sort of problem, particularly prior family breakups, and she had come to the conclusion that she couldn't be a parent to all these kids and so she was just going to teach without emotion. I guess she will miss out on one of the major joys of her profession.

Id like to say though, that I think she was an exception. I think most teachers thrive on the interactions with the kids. And I'm tired o f hearing the old line that teachers are overpaid coz "they get their summers off." This usually coming from parents who are pissed off that their kids haven't got As.
Haggis McBagpipe
You're right about that, Cortez, that she'll miss out on a lot if she just switches it off. Then again, the fact that she even says it, and why, suggests to me that she will not be able to switch it off, regardless of her intention. the o' easier said than done thing.
I am always in awe of the goodness to be found in people if you look hard enough, a good story to start my day, thankyou.

That was a nice post and I agree with you 100%. But...but....

Are you going mushy on us ?????
Haggis McBagpipe
I like seeing this side of Dark Beaver.

Well you started it!!! With the JimMoyer/DarkBeaver kissy face stuff!!!

Pssssst I like it too...
Haggis McBagpipe
Quote: Originally Posted by Wednesday's Child


Well you started it!!! With the JimMoyer/DarkBeaver kissy face stuff!!!

Pssssst I like it too...

Watch it, kid, or I'll set something up with YOU! Ha! Maybe I'll make you do the kissy face stuff with Zoofer, how'd ya like them apples? No kilted Swedes for you, Missy Wednesday.
Can't go through life running on piss and vinegar.

I can say from experience (from some thirty odd years ago) that my personal experience between JK and 12 was that of all the different teachers I can recall about three out of the dozens fondly that made any impact on my life. But without them I shudder to think of what value I obtained.

Unfortunately an ever growing majority of Teachers do behave like Civil Servants rather than Teachers without an emotional attachment to the sanctity of their trade.

I strongly believe that Teaching is a calling, higher than priesthoods should be treated with reverence.

True Teachers should have a much greater role in society and be respected as one a Major Professions with a high stature and pay structure greater than say Lawyers or Engineers.

Teaching is an Art that is grossly under appreciated, under trained for, and under recognized by society and for the most part the blamed lies with the Teaching Profession and Government management of education that does not evaluate peoples ability properly.

Teachers where at the top of society eons ago. Now they are regarded as at the lower end of professions, based on the ease of entry and pay structures, that treats them like a dime a dozen.
Well, a teacher thread ought to be started, but that story
at the top of this thread was just purely wonderful.

Thanks iamcanadian.

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