I would like to share a story with you that I have come across over the years – which never fails to touch me and remind me what is important.
“As she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children an untruth. Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same. However, that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard.
Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed that he did not play well with the other children, that his clothes were messy and that he constantly needed a bath. In addition, Teddy could be unpleasant.
It got to the point where Mrs. Thompson 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. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child’s past records and she put Teddy’s off until last. However, when she reviewed his file, she was in for a surprise.
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Jeff was born in the U.K. In 1924 and spent his working life in Electronics. Although he didn’t start writing until after his retirement, he has since won several South African writing awards, wrote a newspaper column for six years running, and never let a day go by without writing something.
The smell of camp-fire smoke fills the air… the torch is passed to the next person with a scary tale to tell…