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[quote=Anonymous][quote=Anonymous]Teachers make such a difference in the academic and social lives of small children. I had a bunch of delays as a child. I didn't get my fine motor skills straighten out until I was 20. I was in sixth grade and I was a pretty angry kid. When you get knocked around by the teachers and most of the kids too, you can develop a pretty pissy defensive approach to people and life in general. Once a week our itinerant art teacher came in for an afternoon art class. His name was Mr. Morrell. He was not particularly fond of me and the feeling was mutual. The afternoon assignment was to create a paper and crayon version of a stained glass window similar to what you'd see in a church. As with most things in sixth grade I was totally baffled with no idea where to begin. Mr. Morrell stopped at my desk and looked at my blank piece of paper. He asked if I was okay and I said I didn't know how to begin. He started drawing black lines which gradually began to form shapes of people and fruit, and such things. He asked me to fill in the blanks with colors which I did.. When i went outside of the lines he said, oh that's okay and he smudged them into the paper with his thumbs. He was still there after recess and he came back to help me again. Now we took a very thin almost transparent coat of black water color over the simulated stained glass to give it an antique finish. I could barely write my name so he did it for me in very clear letters. Mr Morrell did 90% of the work, but for some reason he showed the class OUR work and he gave me most of the credit. For one day in elementary school my work was among the best in the class and it was posted on the bulletin board for two weeks. It never happened again and a month or so later we moved on to Jr. High. I never saw Mr. Morrell after that day, but 50 years have passed and I've never forgotten or ever stopped appreciating the day Mr. Morrell gave me a sense of worth and value at a moment in time when I had little if any self-esteem. Thank you Mr. Morrell, I've never forgotten your kindness so many years ago.[/quote] I am sobbing. Thanks for sharing.[/quote]
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