The extremely shy brunette girl approached the stage when her name was mentioned. Yes, she had won "the best student award" that year; a difficult year for her altough she did not know that at the time. . .
Looking down, all blushed, she took the gift. It was a book; everyone knew that, but what she did not know was that that book would touch her heart for ever. . .
Back in her seat, she unwrapped the gift and there it was Ami, a warm-hearted, wise and strange boy. With each turn of the page, the girl was fascinated by him, his words and his teaching.
Ami was not an ordinary character for the girl. He was a secret friend; always present the moment she opened the book and ready to fill her heart with pure thoughts.
That girl is in her mid thirties now and still smiles whenever one of Ami's sharings come to her mind. Those words comforted her and not only did they keep her company but also spread to her two loving sisters' hearts.
I believe that a teacher's heart is made up of thousand of treasures, experiences and anecdotes. Ami and the book he is in are definitely one of my cherrished companies.
Do you treasure a book like that? Please, share your comments.
(. . . ) " so what took you so Long?"
I was teaching. That`s what took me so Long." Page 3
On a foogy Saturday afternoon, while walking down Victoria road, I came across a georgeous library. We, teachers, are lured into libraries justo as kids into candy shops ;) therefore, I HAD to enter. Once there, a marvelous book called me: " hey ! I can recognize a teacher miles away. Come; come closer. . . " And there it was. Definitely, showing off a little as he was the ONLY standing book on a lovely decorated table. TEACHER MAN by Frank McCourt.
Everything about it is engaging! ! His writing style: so colloquial and so teacher like !!! , his anecdotes and his reflections upon his teaching. . .
Just for you to feel the book, I will transcribe the second part I underlined when reading it for the first time ;)
(. . .) "In America, doctors, lawyers, generals, actors, television people and politicians are admired and rewarded. Not teachers. Teaching is the downstairs maid of professions. Teachers are told to use the service door or go round the back. They are congratulated on having ATTO (All That Time Off). They are spoken of patronizingly and patted, retroactively, on their silvery locks. " page 4
I simply loved his ATTO word and have used it whenever this topic has been brought up in those typical teachers' discussions.
Why is it that wherever we go the same concept about teachers is heard ?
Hasn't anyone seen a woman or man sunbathing on a beautiful beach reading a book on "How to work with Problematic Children" instead of Vogue magazine? What force drives us to keep on going to school every morning? What moves our hearts towards teaching?
Have you felt identified? Please, share your comments :)
That girl is in her mid thirties now and still smiles whenever one of Ami's sharings come to her mind. Those words comforted her and not only did they keep her company but also spread to her two loving sisters' hearts. 
