A taste of FAITH, a touch of LAUGHTER.
I can’t remember where this came from, but it looks like a shorter version of this one….
A Teachers Dilemma
After being interviewed by the school administration, the teaching prospect said, “Let me see if I’ve got this right: You want me to go into that room with all those kids, correct their disruptive behavior, observe them for signs of abuse, monitor their dress habits, censor their T-shirt messages, and instill in them a love for learning.
You want me to check their backpacks for weapons, wage war on drugs and sexually transmitted diseases, and raise their sense of self esteem and personal pride. You want me to teach them patriotism and good citizenship, sportsmanship and fair play, and how to register to vote, balance a checkbook, and apply for a job. You want me to check their heads for lice, recognize signs of antisocial behavior, and make sure that they all pass the state exams.
You also want me to provide them with an equal education regardless of their handicaps, and communicate regularly with their parents in English and Spanish by letter, telephone, newsletter, and report card. You want me to do all this with a piece of chalk, a blackboard, a bulletin board, a few books, a big smile, and a starting salary that qualifies me for food stamps. You want me to do all this and then you tell me……..
I CAN’T PRAY?”
Haha! The irony! Being expected to perform a miracle without the vehicle to make one happen!
I did a LOT of praying when I taught. God laid it on my heart to pray for the children in my class in the mornings before I even got to the school. Then He laid it on my heart to pray for the parents of these children too! I sent up many a quick prayer during the school day and often was in prayer about school related things after the day was done. It was how I lived and how I survived.
I’ve also had opportunity to pray for these same children as they have grown up and had their own children. It has been a blessing for me!
I remember when they took mandatory prayer and bible reading out of school many years ago (that’s another story), but they can’t ever take it out of our hearts! I remember a discussion and the words of one Principal, “The school is a non-sectarian place”. Hmmmm…..
We could all use a prayer……