You could make a difference

We used to ignore or dislike people with bad behaviour, most of us try to void to communicate with them as much as possible, but if we stopped for a second and find out which was hidden behind such bad behaviour we could make a different on them. Below is a story that make me think about it.

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.
Teddy’s first grade teacher wrote, “Teddy is a bright child with a ready laugh. He does his work neatly and has good manners… he is a joy to be around..”
His second grade teacher wrote, “Teddy is an excellent student, well liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle.”
His third grade teacher wrote, “His mother’s death has been hard on him. He tries to do his best, but his father doesn’t show much interest, and his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren’t taken.”
Teddy’s fourth grade teacher wrote, “Teddy is withdrawn and doesn’t show much interest in school. He doesn’t have many friends and he sometimes sleeps in class.”
By now, Mrs. Thompson realized the problem and she was ashamed of herself. She felt even worse when her students brought her Christmas presents, wrapped in beautiful ribbons and bright paper, except for Teddy’s. His present was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper that he got from a grocery bag. Mrs. Thompson took pains to open it in the middle of the other presents. Some of the children started to laugh when she found a rhinestone bracelet with some of the stones missing, and a bottle that was one-quarter full of perfume. But she stifled the children’s laughter when she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume on her wrist. Teddy Stoddard stayed after school that day just long enough to say, “Mrs. Thompson, today you smelled just like my Mom used to.”
After the children left, she cried for at least an hour. On that very day, she quit teaching reading, writing and arithmetic. Instead, she began to teach children. Mrs. Thompson paid particular attention to Teddy. As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive. The more she encouraged him, the faster he responded. By the end of the year, Teddy had become one of the smartest children in the class and, despite her lie that she would love all the children the same, Teddy became one of her “teacher’s pets..”
A year later, she found a note under her door, from Teddy, telling her that she was the best teacher he ever had in his whole life.
Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy. He then wrote that he had finished high school, third in his class, and she was still the best teacher he ever had in life.
Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that while things had been tough at times, he’d stayed in school, had stuck with it, and would soon graduate from college with the highest of honours. He assured Mrs. Thompson that she was still the best and favourite teacher he had ever had in his whole life.
Then four more years passed and yet another letter came. This time he explained that after he got his bachelor’s degree, he decided to go a little further. The letter explained that she was still the best and favourite teacher he ever had. But now his name was a little longer…. The letter was signed, Theodore F. Stoddard, MD.
The story does not end there. You see, there was yet another letter that spring. Teddy said he had met this girl and was going to be married. He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and he was wondering if Mrs. Thompson might agree to sit at the wedding in the place that was usually reserved for the mother of the groom. Of course, Mrs. Thompson did. And guess what? She wore that bracelet, the one with several rhinestones missing. Moreover, she made sure she was wearing the perfume that Teddy remembered his mother wearing on their last Christmas together.
They hugged each other, and Dr. Stoddard whispered in Mrs. Thompson’s ear, “Thank you Mrs. Thompson for believing in me. Thank you so much for making me feel important and showing me that I could make a difference.”
Mrs. Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back. She said, “Teddy, you have it all wrong. You were the one who taught me that I could make a difference. I didn’t know how to teach until I met you.”


Đánh thức đam mê

Có lẽ cuộc sống bộn bề và đầy lo toan tưởng chừng như đã xóa sạch mọi đam mê tuổi trẻ của tôi, đôi lúc tôi cũng đã từng tự hỏi không biết niềm đam mê của mình bây giờ là gì, và cũng tự thấy an phận cho cuộc sống hiện tại bên chồng và 2 thiên thần nhỏ của mình, mọi ước mơ, hoài bão của ngày xưa dường như đã được xếp lại để vào một ngóc ngách nào đó mà ngay bản thân tôi cũng không biết là mình đã cất nó vào đâu.

Thế rồi tình cở xem Dance with the Stars, tiết mục Rumba của MH với bài “You’re my everything”, một cái gì đó như bừng tỉnh trong tôi, tôi thấy như chính mình đang biểu diễn trên sân khấu, đang hòa mình vào bài biểu diễn đang sống hết mình cho vai diễn. Cái cảm giác như sống trong âm nhạc, quay cuồng trong từng động tác, điệu nhảy mà tôi vẫn luôn có mỗi lần bước lên sân khấu của một thời xa rất xa, cái thời tôi còn ngây thơ, nhỏ bé với ước mơ trở thành diễn viên múa trong tương lai lại quay về rất thực trong tôi. Tôi nhận ra mình đã từng yêu ánh đèn sân khấu biết bao, mình đã từng hết mình với bài múa và vai diễn như thế nào, tôi nhớ cái cảm giác hạnh phúc được hóa thân trong những vai diễn, được nhảy múa…

Cám ơn buổi tối hôm nay, cám ơn bài nhảy của MH đã cho tôi tìm ra nơi cất dấu niềm đam mê của mình, đã cho tôi được sống một vài khoảnh khắc với niềm đan mê của một thời tuổi trẻ đã qua.



Kiss on feet

Today each of us – the Catholic will come to Church to kiss Jesus Christ's feet. Why on feet not on cheek?! This is the question most of people who are not Catholic wondered

Normally we tend to put a kiss on cheek when we want to show  love to someone we loved.Judas kissed Jesus on cheek, and this kiss didn't show love, it is the sign to let the soldiers know who is Jesus for arresting.

Saint Mary Magdalene hold Jesus' feet, and put a kiss on them. This kiss showed respect and huge love.

 Have you ever put a kiss on foot? Not yet, right? We rarely pay attention to feet but it really cute, especially baby's feet. Let try to put a kiss on your baby's feet, you will get a very strange feeling, far different from the kiss on cheek. And then a kiss for your loved one. Every morning I often put a kiss on feet of each member on my family while they still sleeping before I left home and I always feel happy to start my day.

 And one small thing you can learn from feet is you can guess the handwriting through the feet 😉