A better World?

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our mind and soul with me, it is much more intimate than us sharing our bodies. I am a fan of that latter, mind you, but true intimacy and a good mind fuck will create a much deeper bond.I did however choose the third prompt. I chose the third prompt because honestly it bothered me. I realized that I have been bothered and troubled since the Sailor and Professor story. I couldn’t find my words to write yesterday. I started at least five times. I discarded each of those. The sixth attempt is waiting to be discarded also. This morning I found my words by feeling terrible and messaging a dear friend. I told the friend how troubled I am and how off I feel. I told them how I had to fight to get out to walk today. I described it first as a hangover and later as a cloud. My friend was supportive and told me to listen to my body and rest. I appreciated the words but I needed to dig deeper. I wish to thank that unnamed friend for finding my words.I realized what bothered me was that some people might look at me without knowing me and see the professor. You see, in one of those drafts that thankfully won’t see the light of day, I was going to say that I made the world a better place because I was a teacher. What an entitled, pompous, and ego driven thing for anyone to say.I was a teacher, I am proud of that. I am proud of the job that I did. I thought about it and I came up with teachers for the most part fall into two major camps. There are the ones that feel they are the guardians of the palace. That none shall enter without proving they are the c

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hosen ones. Some of these teachers, not all, use this stance because they do not have the teaching skills to pass on the knowledge. They only let pass the students that didn’t need them to master the knowledge in the first place.I am proud to say the two most influential mathematics teachers I had in my entire like were this type. One in high school and one in university. What I learned from them is that I never wanted to be like them. I learned from them that if someone didn’t understand, it was my fault. I learned to be more flexible. I learned to feel as well as observe. I learned to find out what kind of students they were and teach the person, not the material. I learned, I hope, not to be a pompous ass in front of a classroom. For that I thank them.By the way, that is the the camp the teachers that welcome all to share in the riches of the palace and do everything they can to pass those riches on to all they can by all means necessary.I apologize again for rambling. You can all see I have not lost my words after all. I will try to wrap it up. I will finally get to my answer for the third prompt:I do not think I will ever make the whole world a better place. I try to make my world a better place by sharing a smile. I try to make my world a better place by being positive. I try to make my world a better place by creating a safe place where people are not judged. I try to make my world a better place by everyday earning the right to be member of it by not making anyone’s world a worse place to be in.</article></body>

A better World?

It could have been so easy. There were three weekend prompts. I could have picked the first one. I could have spoken about how I guard my vulnerability. I could have spoken about how I guard my tragedies and how those, maybe more so than my triumphs, have created the person I am today.

I could have spoken about how sharing my vulnerability and humility here has helped with that. I could have shared that I let those walls down with the people I love. They know that about me. I am able to share that with them because they are a part of me. I could have shared that people I love as well as many people I know have lowered their guard with me. How it seems natural for people to do that around me. It seems to have happened much of my life. Sometimes with acquaintances and sometimes with people I love.

I could have picked prompt number two. I could have shared that what makes me feel the most loved is when a person lowers their walls. When a person lets me inside. To me in many ways this is much more intimate than a physical bond and relationship. If you are able to share your mind and soul with me, it is much more intimate than us sharing our bodies. I am a fan of that latter, mind you, but true intimacy and a good mind fuck will create a much deeper bond.

I did however choose the third prompt. I chose the third prompt because honestly it bothered me. I realized that I have been bothered and troubled since the Sailor and Professor story. I couldn’t find my words to write yesterday. I started at least five times. I discarded each of those. The sixth attempt is waiting to be discarded also. This morning I found my words by feeling terrible and messaging a dear friend. I told the friend how troubled I am and how off I feel. I told them how I had to fight to get out to walk today. I described it first as a hangover and later as a cloud. My friend was supportive and told me to listen to my body and rest. I appreciated the words but I needed to dig deeper. I wish to thank that unnamed friend for finding my words.

I realized what bothered me was that some people might look at me without knowing me and see the professor. You see, in one of those drafts that thankfully won’t see the light of day, I was going to say that I made the world a better place because I was a teacher. What an entitled, pompous, and ego driven thing for anyone to say.

I was a teacher, I am proud of that. I am proud of the job that I did. I thought about it and I came up with teachers for the most part fall into two major camps. There are the ones that feel they are the guardians of the palace. That none shall enter without proving they are the chosen ones. Some of these teachers, not all, use this stance because they do not have the teaching skills to pass on the knowledge. They only let pass the students that didn’t need them to master the knowledge in the first place.

I am proud to say the two most influential mathematics teachers I had in my entire like were this type. One in high school and one in university. What I learned from them is that I never wanted to be like them. I learned from them that if someone didn’t understand, it was my fault. I learned to be more flexible. I learned to feel as well as observe. I learned to find out what kind of students they were and teach the person, not the material. I learned, I hope, not to be a pompous ass in front of a classroom. For that I thank them.

By the way, that is the the camp the teachers that welcome all to share in the riches of the palace and do everything they can to pass those riches on to all they can by all means necessary.

I apologize again for rambling. You can all see I have not lost my words after all. I will try to wrap it up. I will finally get to my answer for the third prompt:

I do not think I will ever make the whole world a better place. I try to make my world a better place by sharing a smile. I try to make my world a better place by being positive. I try to make my world a better place by creating a safe place where people are not judged. I try to make my world a better place by everyday earning the right to be member of it by not making anyone’s world a worse place to be in.