"FOR LEADERS & TEACHERS" NOVEMBER 1999 - DECEMBER 1999
December 29, 1999
The greater the island of knowledge,
The longer the shoreline of wonder."
Source Unknown --- Sent in by Tersa Meyer --- Perth, Western Australia
December 27, 1999
Every child is an artist.
The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up."
Pablo Picasso --- Concitta Cavin, 19 --- Illinois
December 22, 1999
The one real object of education is to have a man in the condition
Of continually asking questions."
Bishop Mandell Creighton --- Sent in by Jennifer Y., Age 19 --- Florida
December 20, 1999
Teaching is the royal road to learning."
Jessamyn West --- Sent in by Nora Magnus --- Singapore
December 17, 1999
I got a fortune cookie that said, "To remember is to understand." I
have never forgotten it. A good judge remembers what it was like to be
a lawyer. A good editor remembers being a writer. A good parent
remembers what it was like to be a child."
Anna Quindlen --- Sent in by Robert McLain --- Texas
December 15, 1999
The object of education is to prepare the young to educate themselves
Throughout their lives."
Robert Maynard Hutchins --- Sent in by Jennifer Y., Age 19 --- Florida
December 13, 1999
I wanted to tell you about my teacher, Mr. Cuneo. He's one of those people that you can meet only for a short period of time, but that you can never forget. He was, as you already know, my 8th grade Social Studies teacher.
On the first day of 8th grade, I was in a class with people that I didn't know well at all. Most of my friends were in other classes, and I didn't know any of the teachers that I had. I didn't really have anyone to talk to, and I was feeling kind of lonely.
Anyway, when History class came along, I was very surprised. Mr. Cuneo's the kind of teacher who loves what he does, and truly enjoys
teaching. He was one of the first people who was kind to me that day, and didn't judge me. I found out that he had referred to me as a "nice young lady", which surprised me, since I had barley said ten words to him, and that was the first time I had met him. I have never forgotten that day, or the kindness he showed to me.
Over the next few months, the people in my class didn't get much more friendly towards me, and I considered changing classes. The only thing that stopped me was Mr. Cuneo. I couldn't see leaving his class, even for all the misery they put me through.
Through the year, we got to know each other better, and I came to realize that I truly cared about him. I think that one of the most important things that students forget is that teachers are people, too. I began to think of him more as another human
being, rather then some distant person who was there only because they had to be.
By the end of the year, I knew it was going to be extremely hard for me to leave that school. It just had to happen that my best year in that school had to be my last. Then, I heard that he was possibly being transferred to the high school that I go to now. I thought, "What could possibly be better than this?" I'm just glad that I had that hope then, so it made it easier to leave on the last day of school.
One of the last things I said to him was "Goodbye, I'll miss you". I also gave him a hug, which he returned. You know how there's different types of hugs? This was a "I'm really going to miss you!" type. And right before then, when he saw me walking towards him, he
smiled, and had the strangest look in his eyes. I'm still not sure what it was.
Over the summer, I got a postcard from him when he was in Paris. Other students of his got them too, so I wasn't the only one. When I got to school in September, I found out that he wasn't teaching at my school, he had moved to Livingston. I was heartbroken. I just couldn't believe it. I later found out that he was being paid more there, and that he hadn't known about the change until the summer, when it was too late to tell everyone.
I have tried to accept that. But still, I'd like to see him again, just to talk for a while, and really say goodbye. One of the things that I
miss most about him is his smile. When he smiles, his whole face lights up, and his eyes sparkle. I remember when, as I was walking into school every day, he always used to smile at me, and say hello, and that just brightened up my whole day, whatever might happen later on.
He's just that type of person. He really listened when you had a problem, and was always just so cheerful and light-hearted. He also had a knack for making history come alive. His class was the bright spot in my day. I can't go a day without thinking about him, and wanting to thank him for all he's done in my life.
He taught me how to believe in myself, even when others don't, and how to become a better person. If I could have one Christmas wish, it would be to see him again. "
Veronica, Age 14 --- New Jersey
December 10, 1999
Education is one of the few things a person is willing to pay for
And not get."
W. L. Bryan --- Sent in by Tersa Meyer --- Perth, Western Australia
December 8, 1999
2 teach is
2 touch lives
Laura B., Age 14, Ontario Canada
December 3, 1999
The secret of education is respecting the pupil."
Ralph Waldo Emerson --- Sent in by Jennifer Y., Age 19 --- Florida
December 3, 1999
Children are sponges.
Other's actions are absorbed.
Is the water clean?"
David Ian Gussin
December 1, 1999
You're Someone Special
Someone special is someone who thinks of those in need,
and brings a bit of sunshine
with every caring word and deed.
Someone special is someone whose sharing
makes them part of all the treasured memories
that are precious to the heart.
Someone special is someone who spreads happiness wherever they go,
a special blessing to the world,
and a special joy to know.
Author Unknown --- Sent in by Veronica, Age 14 --- New Jersey
--- Dedicated to my 8th grade Social Studies teacher, Mr. Cuneo
November 29, 1999
To teach is to learn again."
Oliver Wendell Holmes
November 29, 1999
The whole art of teaching is only the art of awakening the natural curiosity of young minds for the purpose of satisfying it afterwards."
November 24, 1999
Teachers have power.
We may cripple them by petty economics,
By Government regulations, by the foolish criticism of an uniformed press;
But their power exists for good or evil."
Winfred Holtby --- Sent in by Nora Magnus --- Singapore
November 22, 1999
Teacher's Serenity Prayer
God grant me wisdom, creativity, and love.
I may look to the future and see the effect
that my teaching will have on these children,
and thus adapt my methods
to fit the needs of each one.
I can prepare new and interesting projects
that can challenge my students
and expand their minds
to set higher goals and dream loftier dreams.
I can praise my students for jobs well done
and encourage them to get up
and go on when they fail,
Lord reveal yourself through me.
November 17, 1999
Teaching is not a lost art, but the regard for it is a lost tradition."
Jacques Barzun --- Sent in by Nora Magnus --- Singapore
November 12, 1999
Teachers who require respect receive little,
But those who show respect gain a great deal."
Kathryn T., Age 17 --- Washington
November 10, 1999
The test and the use of man's education
Is that he finds pleasure in the exercise of his mind."
Jacques Barzun --- Sent in by Jeremy Walker --- Michigan
November 8, 1999
Teach, encourage, inspire, respect and be good to all children.
They hold your future in their hands!"
Sherrylyn Walter --- Michigan
November 5, 1999
A teacher who can arouse a feeling for one single good action,
For one single good poem, accomplishes more
Than he who fills our memory with rows on rows of natural objects
Classified with name and form."
Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe --- Sent in by Claire Elam
November 3, 1999
Students do not need to be labeled or measured by more than they are.
They don't need more Federal funds, grants and gimmicks.
What they need from us is common sense, dedication and
Bright, energetic teachers who believe that all children are achievers
And who take personally the failure of any one child."
Marva Collins --- Sent in by Nora Magnus --- Singapore
November 1, 1999
The teacher looked ahead with misgivings but with hope.
Would the way be smooth or rough?
Would it end in success or failure?
The teacher stood and looked and wondered
And a voice said, answering: "There will be no end."
And the teacher smiled and said,
"I know it will end. I may teach one year, two years,
Or possibly many more years
But this I know:
Someday it will end."
And the teacher went forward to teach.
Those who gathered around the teacher had need to learn.
And the teacher looked into their eyes and desired to fill their needs
And taught them with mind and heart and voice --
A mind filled with knowledge from continued study,
A voice speaking this knowledge in wisdom,
And a heart filling the mind and voice with conviction and power.
The Teacher learned from mistakes made
And received happiness from lessons taught with inspiration.
Then life changed, and the teacher could not teach.
"It has ended," said the teacher, continuing on the road of life.
"This is really the end of my teaching."
And the teacher believed this until a person of good position stood and said
"I am here because this teacher taught me thus."
And the teacher was happy and said,
"It was not the end back there -- This is the end
And it could not have ended better.
I am glad I taught in love and faith and prayer."
Time passed; and the teacher grew old and slept and awakened
And stood before the Maker.
And the teacher looked and was surprised,
For there stood also those who had been taught.
And He, before whom they stood, questioned them
And then sent them to a high place.
The teacher said, "It was not the end back there --
This is the end.
And it is a more glorious end than I ever could have hoped for."
And joy filled the teacher's heart, as a great celestial light.
And the teacher looked ahead of those who had been taught
And saw the continued steps of progress and work before each one
And then said: "This is not the end -- there is no end.
I have just realized, there is no end to my teachings!"