“…for the growing good of the world is partly dependent on unhistoric acts; and that things are not so ill with you and me as they might have been is half owing to the number who lived faithfully a hidden life, and rest in unvisited tombs.” –George Eliot, Middlemarch
We love collecting final lines from books, and this is one of our favorites.
As part of a school community, we witness a lot of unhistoric acts that contribute to the good of the world. We wrote about some of them yesterday. This is what teachers do, and will keep doing, whether noticed or not.
But today, we just want to write about one teacher. Actually, let’s say one person.
We won’t name her, but you don’t need a name. You’ll know. Or you’ll put a name that’s dear to you in the spaces. We all have a name.
She’s behind our success, unknown, unacknowledged. She’d prefer it that way.
She’s a quiet cheerleader, giving the nudge that’s needed.
She speaks truth when it might not be convenient.
She accepts, mentors, encourages.
You know what she’s for, who she’s for.
She hides your imperfections, covering your flaws.
Gracious and generous before anyone has to ask.
She has lived a hidden life, unhistoric, without acclaim.
And we are all better because of her.
We’d like to hear about the teacher in your school who has had an impact on your teaching life. Better yet, we’d love for you to tell them how much you appreciate them, right now.
And just because we love this final scene, and you might need a little cry this Sunday…
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~ Jen and Darla