Wonderful! Thanks for sharing your journaling.
This is just wonderful! Great design!
I adore anyone who can journal that much. I found myself very bad with words, maybe since English is not my first language. I have to write in English for Noa to be able to read...
Love the layout but more importantly, love the sentiments behind the letter.
This is truly wonderful
Project - From the Desk Of...
by Jill Sprott
posted 05/04/13 at 01:44 PM
Shimelle's blog has featured challenge after challenge on this fine National Scrapbooking Day, and I was honored to contribute to a challenge that is close to my word nerd's heart: journal in the form of a letter.
I'm not sure if you can read the journaling, so I'll include it here:
A few years ago, at a professional development session, the speaker challenged the teachers to articulate their mission statements in a nontraditional way. So here it is: I imagine that a student sends me a letter after I have retired from teaching. The letter reveals just how I hope to be remembered someday by my students. It reveals a mission, accomplished.
Dear Ms. Sprott,
You may not have witnessed the moment when it all clicked, but it eventually did.
I became a teacher because of you.
You made me love literature and writing.
You helped me to consider multiple points of view.
You made me a better person, conscious of how I could be an agent of change in the world.
You challenged me to think beyond myself, but you also made me look within myself.
You showed me that changing one's mind can be a strength, not a weakness.
I actually looked forward to your class; I never thought of it as something to be endured.
You made me laugh; somehow you found a way to make laughter a part of the learning process.
When others saw flaws and shortcomings, you saw my gifts and talents.
You made me confident in my abilities. You asked me to imagine my “someday” and start moving toward it hopefully.
You helped me to understand that my choices shape who I am.
You did not reject me. Even when you corrected me, it was for my own good. You never spoke to me with condescension in your voice. You respected me.
I learned to listen to others' opinions, and I learned to voice my own. You helped me to realize that everyone does have a right to his or her opinion, but that we also have a responsibility to question those opinions, consider the evidence, and seek what is right.
I became a critical thinker and a close reader. Your class taught me skills that I have used throughout my life.
I realized that words have power. They may liberate us or oppress us, and when we wield them, we must consider their impact.
I stopped being afraid of Shakespeare. I even might actually love him.
Because you taught me that nothing is too difficult, I stopped setting limits for myself and just…tried.
You helped me to see that I have a ?good and worthy? voice.
I think of you and smile. My time with you, though brief, mattered.
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