one day a teacher ask her students to list the name of the other students in the room on two sheet of paper , leaving a space between each name. Then she told them to think of the nicest thing they could say about each of their classmates and write it down. It took the remainder of class period to finish their assignment, and as the students left the room, each one handed in the paper. that Saturday, the teacher wrote down the name of each student on a separate sheet of paper, and list what everyone else had said about that individual.
On Monday she gave each student his or her list. Before long, the entire class was smiling. Really? she heard whispers. I never knew that I meant anything to anyone! and I didn't know other liked me so much. ' were most of the comments. No one ever mentioned those papers in class again. She never knew if they discussed them after class or with their parents, but it didn't matter. The exercise had accomplished its purpose. The students were happy with themselves and one another. That group of student moved on. Several years later, one of the students was killed in Vietnam his teacher attended the funeral of that special student. She had never seen s serviceman in a military coffin before. He looked so handsome, so mature. The church was packed with his friends. One by one those
one day a teacher ask her students to list the name of the other students in the room on two sheet of paper , leaving a space between each name. Then she told them to think of the nicest thing they could say about each of their classmates and write it down. It took the remainder of class period to finish their assignment, and as the students left the room, each one handed in the paper. that Saturday, the teacher wrote down the name of each student on a separate sheet of paper, and list what everyone else had said about that individual. On Monday she gave each student his or her list. Before long, the entire class was smiling. Really? she heard whispers. I never knew that I meant anything to anyone! and I didn't know other liked me so much. ' were most of the comments. No one ever mentioned those papers in class again. She never knew if they discussed them after class or with their parents, but it didn't matter. The exercise had accomplished its purpose. The students were happy with themselves and one another. That group of student moved on. Several years later, one of the students was killed in Vietnam his teacher attended the funeral of that special student. She had never seen s serviceman in a military coffin before. He looked so handsome, so mature. The church was packed with his friends. One by one those
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