There is an old Indian proverb that says, in effect: ” Never judge another person until you have spent a day walking in his moccasins.” A recent update of that appeared in Facebook as a sign saying: “ Be kind to everyone, you don’t know their story. And Ellen signs off The Ellen show each day saying: “Be Kind to each other”!!However, it seems a lot of us have more of a built-in tendency to judge than we do to be kind to each other.
For example: We see someone in dirty clothes, carrying all he owns on his back in a plastic sack, unshaven—-and we judge in many ways: We judge that he is dangerous; we judge that he’s probably an alcoholic or on drugs; we judge that he is ill educated and uncouth; we judge that as a human being he is a drag on society. Who hasn’t exhibited one or another of these judgments?
Another example: There are few teachers who haven’t had to endure the insult of this little rhyme: “If you can’t do, teach. And if you can’t teach, teach others to teach.” As one who both taught and taught future teachers I find this highly derogatory and insulting. Society has seemed to always look down on teachers as failures who can’t do anything else—as evidence that they usually make very little money, which is the way we judge success. They are people who must be closely watched by administrators and the state to make sure that they are “held accountable.” We chide them because they have the summers off. (they are usually working another job to make ends meet during the summer). They are at the mercy of school boards and administrators because they no longer have tenure protection.
Now let’s spend a day walking in a teacher’s moccasins—–This person gets up at 5 a.m. so he can make it to work by 7 p.m. with a 30 minute commute. He arrives at work, makes some coffee for his colleagues and then walks back to his cubicle where he begins to get books and supplies and graded papers together and carefully goes over the class plans he has for the day. He has a class to teach in American History, one in European History, and three freshmen English classes (English is outside his major) Five classes in all with each class having an average of 30 students. He teaches each class in a different classroom—one of the Freshmen English classes is taught with computers and the other two are not. His classrooms are located in different spots scattered over a large high school campus. He must prepare carefully because after each class he must run by his office during a 10 minute passing period to collect materials and books for the next class. At the end of the day he is exhausted, but today there is more. He rushes home and changes into a Park Ranger uniform, straps on his 38 revolver, and drives to the San Diego Wild Animal Park where he will work from 4 p.m. until midnight. He arrives home after midnight and goes to bed and gets up at five the next morning and begins it all over again. The next day will be a good day—-he doesn’t have to work the second job—-but he does have a huge pile of papers to grade and prep to do at the end of that day.
This was a day in my life as a teacher at a high school in California. At the end of the school year I had to look forward to working my second job full time during the summmer. It was during the economic period where inflation was surging and wages were not, and I had a family to support—-two children, one in high school and one in college. So I had no choice but to work two jobs.
Things have not changed that much today!. Prices still are going up. Teacher’s salaries are not. Schools don’t receive the money they need so teachers do more with less and teach multiple subjects, some outside their area of expertise. They teach them to students who have been told that teachers don’t know what they are doing. That if they “had it” they would be in “real jobs” amaking “real money” and therefore be successful. . The governor doesn’t trust teachers nor do the state legislators in Kansas. Teachers have no security from administrators who do things to them to get rid of them like my administrator did to me that year that I just described above. The Kansas legislators and governor got rid of the tenure law last year.
WALK IN THESE SHOES FOR A DAY OR A YEAR AND SEE IF YOUR CRITICISM OF TEACHERS IS STILL THE SAME.
I am retired now and sitting at the check-in-table at the Lord’s Diner here in my home city of Wichita. The Diner is open 7 days a week to feed the hungry in Wichita and usually there are over 500 people eating each evening, including many children. Many of them are carrying all their belongings on their back. Look in many of their eyes, even their children, and there is a deadness, a loss of hope in many.
My wife sits alongside me and since I am diabetic, before we are finish I need to go get something to eat. I reluctantly leave her and sit inside on the other side of a glass wall as I eat so I am able to keep watch on her. (There’s my bias—-I think she is in danger because she’s dealing with homeless people.) As I watch, a very tall, black-headed “motorcycle dude” with a scraggly beard and a handkerchief on his head came in. I took one look at him and thought “that is a mean-looking dude”. He came in and got his food and sat at the end of the table where I was eating. I was surprised to see that the first thing he did after being seated was to fold his hands, bow his head, and I saw his lips moving in prayer.
We got to talking and he shared some of the story of his life with me. He told me how blessed he was because he had just found a place to stay in a warm garage (it was winter) and he was better able to do what he liked to do. As we talked his story unfolded that what he liked to do was to rescue homeless people who were on the verge of committing suicide.. He recounted the number of times and some of the ways he had reached out to homeless persons who were ready to end their lives. He took them in, made sure they got something to eat, let them stay with him and tried to talk them out of suicide. He said he was usually successful, but lost some. He said he felt that was his ministry and I assured him that it was indeed a ministry—-a God given one. He had found a way to put his faith in God into life-saving action.
HOW MANY OF US HAVE A LIFE STORY TO MATCH THIS?
Do you still think that this man is a “drag” on society? That he is dangerous and uncouth after hearing his story? How many of us can say that we work at saving lives every day? KNOWING HIS STORY MAKES ALL THE DIFFERENCE.