Rachael tagged me to do a meme on teaches. I have to name five teachers who have had an impact on me and say what made them great. I went to a small Christian high school which was full of wonderful teachers so it took me a while to narrow the list down.
Mr Inglis was my core room teacher in year 8, and my Geography teacher in year 11 and 12. He is an older man, who had lived an amazing life, he had taught in high schools in both PNG and somewhere in Africa (I think Tanzania). Mr Inglis had an obvious love for God and would often start out the lesson with a bible passage. He was also passionate about what he taught and we would love to get him started on various topics (like globalisation) when we needed a break from work. He had the funniest turns of phrase (Run with the speed of a thousand startled gazelles!) and would put the boys in their place for not being nice enough to us girls.
Mrs . . . was a casual science teacher in year 8, so I only had her for a term (and I’m really annoyed I can’t remember her name) – I had always endured science until then. After having her teach us, suddenly I got why science was so exciting. (Everything in our world is so beautiful and intricate – there is no way it could have just happened by chance) She explained photosynthesis in a way I could understand. Gene theories of inheritance became fascinating. After that I really enjoyed science and I went on to do biology for HSC and cut up a sheep’s eye without fainting.
Miss Karajayli was my English teacher in year 9. We studied The Merchant of Venice and put it on as a show for the rest of the year and parents. It made Shakespeare come alive for me, and I can still quote parts of it to this day. She was also the only actual teacher who showed any interest in my writing. She encouraged me to pursue writing as something more than just a class assignment and was always interested to hear about what I was working on in my free time.
Jackie was a youth group leader for the first 2 years I went to youth group, and when she stopped leading I was devastated. However after she stopped leading our friendship grew from that of a leader to youth-group-goer, to a real friendship. She wasn’t afraid to admit that she was sinful and human, and through our years of friendship she kept turning my eyes back to God and showed what real faith in a real world could look like. Jackie is a writer herself and we have had many conversations about the art of writing and how to use it for the glory of God. It was Jackie who read my first attempts of a manuscript and offered friendly advice. When I went through my darkest days Jackie was there and helped pull me out of the pit more times than I care to remember (I think she might say the same thing). One of the happiest days was when I was able to watch God grant one of her deepest desires.
Felicity; while being a teacher has never explicitly taught me, yet I have learnt so much from her. Felicity is a trained early childhood teacher so has helped with assignments for uni, we have similar ideas about how children should be raised and have come up with plans for our ‘ideal’ pre-school.
Through watching her teaching Sunday school I have learnt how to gain a classes attention without raising my voice, how to teach complex biblical truths in the simplest ways, how to build a lesson with lots of activities that will all reinforce the main point (and remembering to only have one main point when teaching a class of toddlers).
But more than that I have begun to visit her once a week to pray together and there have learnt many things about living a Christian life and being a godly wife and mother. Things that I may never use but I hope will be helpful one day in the future; how to weave biblical truths into everyday conversations with a 3 year old, how to breast feed discreetly in public, how to maintain a routine, how to have a home that is always open and welcoming, how to support your husband – and how to befiend a younger girl who is hungry for Christian companionship and allow them to become part of your family; letting them hold babies and change nappies, letting them shed tears on your couch while you rock an over tired toddler, letting them build houses out of blocks and drive cars along the carpet, discuss materialism, mission, desensitisation when there are so many other things you could be doing.
I now tag Rachel, Kaysie and Elise.
Mr Inglis was my core room teacher in year 8, and my Geography teacher in year 11 and 12. He is an older man, who had lived an amazing life, he had taught in high schools in both PNG and somewhere in Africa (I think Tanzania). Mr Inglis had an obvious love for God and would often start out the lesson with a bible passage. He was also passionate about what he taught and we would love to get him started on various topics (like globalisation) when we needed a break from work. He had the funniest turns of phrase (Run with the speed of a thousand startled gazelles!) and would put the boys in their place for not being nice enough to us girls.Mrs . . . was a casual science teacher in year 8, so I only had her for a term (and I’m really annoyed I can’t remember her name) – I had always endured science until then. After having her teach us, suddenly I got why science was so exciting. (Everything in our world is so beautiful and intricate – there is no way it could have just happened by chance) She explained photosynthesis in a way I could understand. Gene theories of inheritance became fascinating. After that I really enjoyed science and I went on to do biology for HSC and cut up a sheep’s eye without fainting.
Miss Karajayli was my English teacher in year 9. We studied The Merchant of Venice and put it on as a show for the rest of the year and parents. It made Shakespeare come alive for me, and I can still quote parts of it to this day. She was also the only actual teacher who showed any interest in my writing. She encouraged me to pursue writing as something more than just a class assignment and was always interested to hear about what I was working on in my free time.
Jackie was a youth group leader for the first 2 years I went to youth group, and when she stopped leading I was devastated. However after she stopped leading our friendship grew from that of a leader to youth-group-goer, to a real friendship. She wasn’t afraid to admit that she was sinful and human, and through our years of friendship she kept turning my eyes back to God and showed what real faith in a real world could look like. Jackie is a writer herself and we have had many conversations about the art of writing and how to use it for the glory of God. It was Jackie who read my first attempts of a manuscript and offered friendly advice. When I went through my darkest days Jackie was there and helped pull me out of the pit more times than I care to remember (I think she might say the same thing). One of the happiest days was when I was able to watch God grant one of her deepest desires.
Felicity; while being a teacher has never explicitly taught me, yet I have learnt so much from her. Felicity is a trained early childhood teacher so has helped with assignments for uni, we have similar ideas about how children should be raised and have come up with plans for our ‘ideal’ pre-school.
Through watching her teaching Sunday school I have learnt how to gain a classes attention without raising my voice, how to teach complex biblical truths in the simplest ways, how to build a lesson with lots of activities that will all reinforce the main point (and remembering to only have one main point when teaching a class of toddlers).
But more than that I have begun to visit her once a week to pray together and there have learnt many things about living a Christian life and being a godly wife and mother. Things that I may never use but I hope will be helpful one day in the future; how to weave biblical truths into everyday conversations with a 3 year old, how to breast feed discreetly in public, how to maintain a routine, how to have a home that is always open and welcoming, how to support your husband – and how to befiend a younger girl who is hungry for Christian companionship and allow them to become part of your family; letting them hold babies and change nappies, letting them shed tears on your couch while you rock an over tired toddler, letting them build houses out of blocks and drive cars along the carpet, discuss materialism, mission, desensitisation when there are so many other things you could be doing.
I now tag Rachel, Kaysie and Elise.
2 comments:
Just read through this and thought oooh! "I'd like to do one" And now I have to because you tagged me.
Mr Inglis is awesome, I went past the "Mighty Cook River" on friday and remembered how he made us walk along the river while he drove the bus to pick us up at the other end. That has always struck me as risky, I mean what if we decided to wander off elsewhere haha! I loved how he'd always yell out "come on you stragglers (Sp?) up the back" haha, generally Clara and Naomi. (Not us!!)
Was it Ms Ayling you had for science? or maybe Mrs McMullen.
Anyway off to write about my teachers... only 5???
I know, only five- I left out a few good ones from CCHS cos I wanted two from my church. I'm sure you could do more if you wanted :).
Mr Inglis is a classic, I miss his classes!
Mrs McMullen might be right - I think it was a 'M' name, but not Miss Morely. I need to pull out my reports from that year - it might have it on there.
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