There are some few people in our life make us feel peace and blessing; speaking with them reminds us our sublime goals and wishes. I'm not happy with calling May 2 as "teacher's day" in Iran; however, I use to meet some of my former lovely teachers as they always bring me good feelings.
When I was a little kid, my everything was the school. What a small world I really had! The point is, children trust and believe in their own teachers deeply. That's why their world is beautiful and they can easily accept their words without doubt. They concentrate on teacher's personality. Certainly students can find out who loves teaching and who doesn't, who is literate and who's not. In fact children can understand more than they seem to.
When children grow up, they become so cynical so that they can not know their professors as reliable respectful and literate masters.
Today I actually miss my childhood peaceful faith.
Saturday, May 1, 2010
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