I am sitting in a sparsely-furnished office at a local township school, engaged in a conversation with the Head of Department for the Humanities, to join me for a scheduled “one-on-one”. My eyes dart around. Files and books and papers here, flip charts and pictures there. Okay, no surprises here. Except the famed picture on the wall depicting Mbuyisa Makhubu carrying the dying Hector Peterson, with the crying Antoinette Sithole alongside him.
The BEST Teacher Ever!
There’s a story from many years ago of a primary school teacher. Her name was Mrs. Thompson and as she stood in front of her fifth grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children a lie. Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said she loved them all the same. But that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard.
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