Log #6

  

        In our lifetime, no one can survive without any pains. Growing is tough, and life is hard; however, fortunately, we have an inborn ability to fight with those wounds. Mr. Brad Cohen, for example, is an inspiring speaker, author, and fighter undoubtedly.

In this book “Front of the Class”, he had went through sorts of obstacles due to his Tourette syndrome. His behaviors was deemed to be hyperactive and mischievous. No matter how hard he tried to explain for his uncontrollable tics and sounds, no one would listen to him because in their mind he was responsible for his acts. Much to astonishment, he revealed little frustration in his book. Instead, he wrote it positively. He didn’t blame anyone for misunderstanding him. I know his feeling by the way.

That was the first time I should have thought my life was almost ruined, but I didn’t have that consciousness at all. Since that time, somehow my personality became weird (I didn’t think so, but what people told to me proved that I was weird.) From then on, it was uneasy when I pursued my academy. Teachers always misunderstood me with unreasonable biases. One said, “I think you play a vague relationship with other male classmates,” when I was in elementary school. One said, “I used to consider you to be uneducated, and now you amaze me.” The other one was the most ridiculous one. In her tone, her way to speak, and her moves she always belittled other students, including me. However, when I made progress step by step, she was proactive to take the honor. She told to me, “In the past two years, I was being strong thanks to her, thanks to her ironies.”

To be honest, what I have been wishing is that I had have misunderstood them. Those bad memories do haunt me all the time. I used to love “teacher” because this profession is sacred and respectful. Teachers can always find their way to inspire students, to help them, and to make the world stronger. I want to be that kind of teacher or educator. Only when I am qualified will I change a little bit. At least, I read Mr. Cohen’s book; I feel that I should see the world positively as he did. If I hate that kind of teachers, I should become the fond kind of ones. The more people despise me, the harder I have to prove myself.