I've been teaching for about 2 years now and one thing I have learnt is this: a good teacher is always ready to learn. About 10 years ago, I was teaching students with learning difficulties in a school in Bristol. My classroom had become famous in the school as I had got a reputation for success by encouraging students to believe in themselves.
One day, the head told me that a trainee teachrr haf arrived in school and had asked to observe my classes. As we were going to meet John, the head told me that the student was disabled.
As John was approaching, I noticed that he had prosthetic legs - and he had no hands. At first, I friendly eye contact made me feel relaxed and created a warmth and respect between us felt embarrassed I had prepared my pupils for John's visit-I them that it was rude but they still watching me for and could not help staring... John sat quietly in the corner and watched me teaching. He had been he asked if he could show the something on the blackboard: he took a piece of chalk between his "arms and began to write-in better blackboard writing months to I've been ever e returned to Bristol for a few a bookshop. After had been back for about a week, was opening the shop one morning when John appeared He heard that somebody was from Ireland to the shop and had guessed it was me. Have you been teaching all this time? asked. told me that he had given up had got too difficult.Tve been doing "Like what? 'Have you seen that furniture shop the Oh, you a shop too?' No, my wife runs it. I make all the furniture! John hadn't changed! Since I last saw him, he had become a furniture maker and he had taken up skiing, I wa stunned. Since then every time I've felt sorry for myself, I've thought about John and his incredible life