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Seeing Beyond The Surface

I think to truly see someone, you have to accept that they are a human being with flaws, beauty, and stories that make them who they are. But I think it takes time to see someone fully. It takes time for a friendship to grow. That's what it comes down to when you want to see someone--friendship. How else will you get to know their flaws and beauty and stories? This requires patience because after all, no one will show you exactly who they are the first time you meet. It takes patience to sit and talk about life and opinions and who they are.

There is one teacher I know who did this really well. Mr. Knierim from Rocky Mountain High School. I don't think he knows how much he impacted my education. I recently saw him again for a project, and I realized that he tries to see every student in his class. He tries to get to know them, be a fun creative teacher for them and is very patient. He is a history/government teacher, and the day I observed him in class he was teaching freshmen about the bill of rights. He was so creative and fun, every student was engaging in his classroom! I remember how I used to look forward to his class every day, even though it was challenging because he made it fun.

There was another teacher who also did this. My accounting teacher, Mr. Gould. He was a temporary teacher and was going to leave at the end of the semester. But he still made such an impact in my education. He was the one who gave me the idea to become a teacher. And I will be honest, I have no interest in accounting what so ever. But he always made us laugh and have fun, I really loved that class.

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