Here is the story of an elementary schoolteacher...  

starbloom71 46F
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3/7/2007 9:28 pm

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3/11/2007 7:50 pm

Here is the story of an elementary schoolteacher...


Here is the story of an elementary school teacher:

Her name is Mrs. Noriah. As she stood in front of her primary five class on the very first day of school, she told the children a lie. Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same. But that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Aziz Sulaiman.

Mrs. Noriah had watched Aziz the year before and noticed that he did'nt play well with the other children, that his clothes were messy and that he constantly needed a bath. And Aziz could be unpleasant.

It got the point where Mrs. Noriah would actually take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X's and then putting a big "F" at the top of his papers.

At the school where Mrs. Noriah taught, she was required to review each child's past records and she put Aziz' s off until last. However, when she reviewed his file, she was in for a surprise. Aziz's primary one teacher rote, "Aziz is a bright child with a ready laugh. He does his work neatly and has good manners....he is a joy to be around."

His primary two teacher wrote, "Aziz is an excellent student, well-liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle."

His primary three teacher wrote, "His mother's death has been hard on him. He tries to do his best, but his father doesn't show much interest and his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren't taken."

Aziz's primary four teacher wrote," Aziz is withdrawn and doesn't show much interest in school. He doesn't have many friends and he sometimes sleeps in class."

By now, Mrs. Noriah realized the problem and she was ashamed of herself. She felt even worse when her students brought her Teachers' Day presents wrapped in beautiful ribbons and bright paper, except for Aziz's. His present was clumsily wrapped in the heavy brown paper that he got from a grocery bag. Mrs. Noriah took pains to open it in the middle of the other presents. Some of the children started to laugh when she found a rhinestone bracelet with some of the stone missing, and a bottle that was one quarter full of perfume. But she stifled the children's laughter when she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume on her wrist.

Aziz Sulaiman stayed after school that day just long enough to say, "Mrs. Noriah, today you smelled just like my Mom used to." After the children left she cried for at least an hour.

On that very day, she quit teaching reading, writing and arithmetic. Instead, she began to teach children. Mrs. Noriah paid particular attention to Aziz. As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive. The more she encouraged him, the faster he responded. By
the end of the year, Aziz had become one of the smartest children in the class and, despite her lie that she would love all the children the same, Aziz became one of her "Teacher's Pets."

A year later, she found a note under her door, from Aziz, telling her that she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life. Six years went by before she got another note from Aziz. He then wrote that he had finished sixth form third in his class, and she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life.

Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that while things had been rough at times, he'd stayed in school, stuck with it, and would soon graduate from university with highest of honors. He assured Mrs.Noriah that she was still the best and favorite teacher he'd ever had in his whole life.

Then four more years passed and yet another letter came. This time he explained that after he got his bachelor's degree, he decided to go a little further. The letter explained that she was still the best and favorite teacher he'd ever had. But now his name was a little longer - the letter was signed, Aziz Sulaiman, MD.

The story doesn't end there. You see, there was yet another letter that year. Aziz said he'd met this girl and was going to be married. He explained that his father had died a couple of years earlier and he was wondering if Mrs. Noriah might agree to sit in the place at the wedding which was usually reserved for the mother of the groom. Of course, Mrs. Noriah did.

And guess what? She wore that bracelet, the one with several rhinestones missing. And she made sure she was wearing the perfume that Aziz remembered his mother wearing on their last moments together.

They hugged each other, and Dr. Aziz whispered in Mrs. Noriah's ear. Thank you, Mrs. Noriah for believing in me. Thank you so much for making me feel important and showing me that I could make a difference.

Mrs. Noriah, with tears in her eyes, whispered back, "Aziz, you have it all wrong. You were the one who taught me that I could make a difference. I didn't know how to teach until I met you."

Please remember that wherever you go, and whatever you do, you will have the opportunity to touch and/or change a person's outlook. It is you. Please try to do it in a positive way.

largelooking4fun 39M/43F  
56 posts
3/7/2007 10:20 pm

a very heartwarming story


starbloom71 46F
315 posts
3/8/2007 12:27 am

    Quoting Goldmember_24kt:
    Have to say, this story stands out... pay it forward and don't expect anything in return. That's how to build your portfolio for the hereafter
yes indeed hope you had a good day


starbloom71 46F
315 posts
3/8/2007 12:27 am

Thanks.


klbunny 47F

3/8/2007 8:23 am

Beautiful story hun...brought a tear to my eye, especially as I've just sent my kids to the airport. First time they're travelling overseas and its not with their Mummy!

See you soon hun!


bruisedkngiht200 51M

3/8/2007 11:04 am

dam bloomie good story hun maid me think of old teachers that helped me and brought a tear to my eye two


starbloom71 46F
315 posts
3/8/2007 5:51 pm

    Quoting klbunny:
    Beautiful story hun...brought a tear to my eye, especially as I've just sent my kids to the airport. First time they're travelling overseas and its not with their Mummy!

    See you soon hun!
Awww dont worry am sure your kids be fine. You brought them up well. Yeah sure see you soon hun. Take care.


starbloom71 46F
315 posts
3/8/2007 5:52 pm

    Quoting bruisedkngiht200:
    dam bloomie good story hun maid me think of old teachers that helped me and brought a tear to my eye two
Yeah those were the times when our teachers were really kind and go all out to help us. Cheers hugs dont cry.


rm_brierot
113 posts
3/9/2007 7:31 pm

Great story. Is it a true story? Whether it is or not, most of us have a teacher like this sometimes in our life, not necessarily a school teacher but someone we meet along the way.

So, who's yours?


starbloom71 46F
315 posts
3/11/2007 7:50 pm

    Quoting rm_brierot:
    Great story. Is it a true story? Whether it is or not, most of us have a teacher like this sometimes in our life, not necessarily a school teacher but someone we meet along the way.

    So, who's yours?
I think would be my english and maths teacher..she has always given me the confidence of being able to do things.


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