Saturday, January 29, 2011

Mysore Mallige Blue Film

Fitting tribute. Among beers

Let me tell the story of a child who very early discovered the exciting world of literature. A world that allowed him to build their own fantasy based on great stories, narrated mainly by one of their teachers than convinced of his vocation as a teacher every day I read a paragraph, but a complete story, that dazzled and to dream. Luckily
this child, who knows why designs led, finally arriving at a particular school Adventist. Home theoretically were Protestant evangelical father and Catholic mother indifferent. Broken, as was the marriage, and also training was religious in the midst of this breakdown, very small still, so much so that you can not remember when, way to receive the influence of his maternal grandfather in the absence of the father is always busy with his chores, traveling excited about their concerns newspaper.
Miriam was the name of the teacher who taught him to discover the world of the ocean Simbat of Alice and her wonderland, White Fang, Platero, of King Arthur and many other characters began to live in a world tailored real and geographical conditions from the classroom out into the streets and came to his house and finally to his bedroom in his dreams these characters mingled with other characters, too fabulous and exceptionally wonderful for the tenderness that came to him. Daily Bible out of the romantic stories like those of Ruth, the beautiful Queen Esther, Samuel and Elijah discovered fantastic stories such as Noah and his great ship, the Goliath superb, the wise Solomon, the handsome and foolish King Saul, Jonah and the whale, the Good Samaritan, the multiplication of the loaves, the conversion of Paul and many others. Enamorada
as it was, the teacher and on the eve of her wedding, each story became "their" history and narrated with such force that often dazzled his audience. Succeeded in conveying love for literature and in this quest she enjoyed with their students, taught to dream costs nothing and can offer us much in return, taught to live in a world of dreams, does not mean living a dream.
The atmosphere of the school, always pleasant, he shared with the work that has imposed an early age. Not that this prevented him to remain a child and enjoy the game at all times. The playground became a challenge of skills and abilities. I enjoyed doing what was forbidden then: Bets. They used to put a coin on the floor in front of a row of eager companions sharpened his marksmanship with the marbles that they shot with tips fingers. It was forbidden is true, but only the regents were neglected groups formed inveterate gamblers. Lover
reading since he learned to read, passionate about their environment, like a good dreamer believed that everything could change. Maybe he did not succeed but on the way enjoyed to discover that one never stops learning, and the most important thing is to try to be indifferent.
This story never would have written, if not today because it was the child's birthday. It is no longer a child, but the memory of that time, accompanies him always and believes that just recognizing a simple and loving teacher who knew how to make simple what a great work. I wish there were more teachers like her.

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