Showing posts with label School. Show all posts
Showing posts with label School. Show all posts

Saturday, June 2, 2012

Getting Ahead in Life

 

  My nephew, my brother's son Bryan, graduated from high school last night. He attended Reuther here in town. I do not remember having this much fun at my high school graduation. But then, that was 35 years ago. I barely remember high school at all. Their class valedictorian's first words were, "Every time I finish speaking you have to give me a round of applause." So, of course, everyone clapped after that. He never stopped smiling during his presentation, either. Part of his speech went like this, "Every valedictorian has three things they include in their speech: Courage, Endeavor and Ingenuity. These three topics make every speech boring, so I'm not going to include them in mine." Big round of applause; we all clapped, and the  graduates cheered.
     The valedictorian spoke about being bullied before coming to Reuther. He was transferred here as a last resort, because he was a troubled kid. Reuther has that reputation: send us your unruly, your difficult, your troublesome kids; we will help them pass their classes, we will help them graduate. If more teachers were willing to show compassion when it comes to teaching, more kids would be willing to not only attend class, but make an effort to be a good student, not just a fair or passing student. A child is more than what you see on the outside.
     Every speaker was entertaining, even the teachers. Mr. Farnsworth was the last major speaker. Part of his speech included saying Goodbye to a few of the teachers who would also be leaving Reuther High. And part of it included an admonition to change the world in which you live. Don't just take up space, but make a difference. (Now, I could be getting someone else's speech or two mixed up in here, so don't hold it against me). One speaker said, "Be the change you want to see."
     Reuther is the school our youngest son will be attending in the fall. I am glad he came with last night to the graduation ceremony. He got an opportunity to hear first hand how teachers are with their students, how teachers should be with their students. He got to see how classmates are supposed to treat each other. And I think, now more than ever he, is glad he chose Reuther as his future high school.




     But as I lay was waking up this morning I ruminated on the difference between being smart and being wise. In order to pass a class, a person has to be intelligent enough to understand what the teacher wants from the student. Some of us learn by listening, some of us learn by the hands-on technique. It's not enough most of the time to just hear the lesson, we need to see the lesson. Perhaps that was part of my difficulty: I am a hands-on learner. I learn how to do things by either watching someone show me how to do it, or having to learn it all by myself from my actions.
     And, while repetitive actions bring experience, wisdom comes from learning that some actions should not be repeated. Yes, I can read. Yes, I can write. I could read before I started school. My Mother taught me the basics by reading to me and having me read to her. My Mother is a hands-on teacher; both she and my Dad taught me the joy of reading, which opened up a whole new world to me. The more I read, the more I wanted to read. The library became home to me. (Mother liked to read Emilie Loring and Harlequin Romance and Daddy enjoyed the Dashielle Hammett genre).

     Teachers whose names I don't remember taught me to write. But the teacher who taught me to love writing, her name I remember. Mrs. Richardson, my sixth grade English teacher, taught me the joy of writing from the heart. That my thoughts were worth something. And I have realized over the years since, that this teacher taught me much more than that.
     By giving me the opportunity to express myself without fear of repercussion, Mrs. Richardson taught me that it is okay to make mistakes, as long as you fix the mistake, and go on from there. Thereby teaching me perseverance and dedication. She taught me respect because she gave me respect.
     It is the teachers who teach us the best that we remember long after we have left school far behind us. In high school I took a Creative Writing course. That teacher's name was Mr. Blum. It seems quite a few of us enjoyed being in his classes. Apparently, from the thoughts being expressed on our facebook page, he taught several English classes beside the Creative Writing course.
    Mr. Blum has a sense of humor. And if you are going to be a teacher, this is a must-have in the requirements list. Being a teacher is more than just having a degree in the field of your choice. It is more about profiting a child's life, than profiting your status. It is not about control and physical discipline; teaching is about instilling in a child personal values and a desire to learn and understand.
     These two teachers, whose names I can remember, are remembered by me for that very reason. They made learning a joy. They applied wisdom to their teaching skills, instead of just smarts. These teachers taught us to "be the change we want to see." We changed our world instead of letting our world change us. Though I must admit that for awhile, I did allow the world to change me. And I learned from my mistakes, that in order to be me, I must change before I can change the world around me. That is wisdom.
     Living a life of applied wisdom is how I am getting through life. Reminiscing in this way, I am reminded of not only where I started in my life, but how I got through it; how I overcame life's hurdles in young adulthood and reached a turning point where I needed another teacher to learn from.
     You can be a born-again Christian and still make wrong choices for your life. By giving my heart to Jesus, and repenting of the sins in my life, receiving His forgiveness and turning away from those sins and into His love, Jesus saved my soul from an eternal separation from God. But I still made bad choices for my life. And these choices had an impact on my growing family. Every choice we make in life, whether good or bad, has an impact on not only us, but the people who are the closest to us; our family or our friends or our co-workers, or all of them. The things we do and the things we say linger for years after. I needed someone to teach me to be a better person, to be the Christian I wanted to be, not the Christian I was being.
     And God showed me that the Holy Spirit is real. When Jesus ascended into heaven, He told His disciples he was sending the Holy Spirit to comfort them in His absence. And that this Holy Spirit would give them power to witness, and guide them wherever they were sent. That Holy Spirit is for us, too. For me. For you. We are still living in New Testament times. Revelation has not happened yet. The Holy Spirit is still here. He is here to impart wisdom to us. He is Wisdom.
     The Holy Spirit guides us in the reading of God's Word, giving us clarity and revealing God and Jesus Christ to us in the way in which God chooses to reveal Himself to us. Without the Holy Spirit, a person who reads the Bible, will read it without comprehending it. That's why there are so many translations available. That is why many choose to refer to the Bible as a book of fairy tales, stories for children, and not to be believed. Without wisdom activating the understanding of it, the reader is confused and repelled by the Bible. Some view it as history, some view it as mystery. While others may have it opened on the coffee table only, still other people never view it at all.

     The Holy Spirit is a hands-on teacher. He shows us how God wants us to live. He shows us how Christians are meant to behave, that the love of God is a love in action and deed, not just words. He teaches us that God's Word is alive and powerful. That God is still God and always will be God. He reveals the falsehoods of the world's wisdom and the truths of God's wisdom. They are not the same.
     The wisdom of the world derides the wisdom of God and views the Bible and those who believe all of it as foolishness. The wisdom of God reveals that the wisdom of the world is foolishness and that those who believe it are fools.
      The wisdom of the world follows the path of enlightenment through self. The wisdom of God is a path lighted by the Word of God through the Holy Spirit. With the first, it is about getting ahead in this world. It is about "what's in it for me?". It is about taking care of Number 1; me, me, me. With the second, it is about meeting God's needs and not my own. It is about putting others first. Waiting instead of hurrying. Living instead of dying. It's about living for Jesus and dying to self on a daily basis.
     I love my new Teacher, the Holy Spirit of God. He is still teaching me. And only when I leave this world, will I have graduated out of His class.