be a teacher.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
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line is finding the white snow, the mountains, on the map over the efforts. is looking into the woods, stripes of green, blue sea longilinear albacore and the celestial.
is copihues go cutting wires in pure copper or larch, and to live as the salt, even the hardest of the seeds. is going up every rung of a ladder, leading to a child's hand.
is to sing along as willows, all the autumn, spring and into the winter. is copihues go cutting wires in pure copper or larch, and to live as the salt, even the hardest of the seeds. is going up every rung of a ladder, leading to a child's hand.
is going searching the dense Antarctic, a flag is to be always carrying in the soul, the whole country, from desert to glacier paler.
ago is back home, knowing you have shown to each child a new rose. be a teacher, friends, is to choose the harder path, because we change and do better, even those who do not want to be, is to hurt your hands to cut the thorns. is to respect the freedom of the child and refusing to send our own ideals, but you discover to each his own.
is let the best experiences for them to become simply "men."
is to know that wealth is not ours, it costs us to get bread every day, but be capable of joy.
is to build the country in each theorem, in each formula, numbers and verses, with no elements, most of the time, the voice, gestures, blackboard, chalk and intelligence.
be a teacher, is to forget a little of oneself, is to seek happiness by teaching others to be happy.
is knowing laugh, mourn, sing, play, get serious, find a beautiful flower in a dark garden as a limbo.
is exposing everything good and noble that each human being.
's dream of a world full of nursery rhymes, with a chest full of tenderness and the biggest star for all.
is judging the verb to love in each book.
is listening, after one is gone, the sound equitable all the bells.
And hope that one day, in our grave, grow a flower, planted by a child "
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