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You may have tangible wealth untold;
Caskets of jewels and coffers of gold.
Richer than I you can never be —
I had a mother who read to me.

                                            — STRICKLAND GILLILAN
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“In matters of style,
                           swim with the current;
                        in matters of principle,
                            stand like a rock.”
  

                                                          — THOMAS JEFFERSON

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“When I was your age I had to carry a back pack that weighed a ton.
You only have to carry a flash drive!”

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Changing the World: One Story at a Time

Anna Unkovich

It was a teacher’s nightmare—five minutes left in the class period, with a rowdy group of seventh graders. As a veteran educator, I always over-planned my lessons by 15-20 minutes, but something had gone wrong that morning. It was the first day back to school following a two-week Christmas break, and none of us were back in the classroom “groove” yet.

My personal mission as a teacher was “to change the world, one student at a time.” Ironically, it was in this desperate teaching moment that I found a tool that would have the greatest impact on my students’ lives.

I looked at the clock, looked at my students, looked at the clock, and looked at my desk for anything that might magically fill the minutes. Sitting there was a Christmas present—Chicken Soup for the Soul. I grabbed it, randomly opened it to page 259 and began reading a true story of determination.

I finished the story moments before the dismissal bell, breathed a sigh of relief, and thought nothing more of the matter. The next day, several of my students walked into class requesting more of that “Chicken Soup thing…" By this time, I had read several of the stories, and found them all to have wonderful messages of hope, determination, kindness, laughter, love, and life. Since each story took only two or three minutes to read, I felt it was not significantly taking time away from content. Plus even my most disruptive students settled down for this story routine that ended each class period.

Thus began a classroom journey that had some very surprising side effects. In hindsight, I think it was what Jack Canfield calls “emotional literacy.” Without realizing it, by reading these stories each day, I was creating a classroom environment where it was safe to access and express feelings. And, even more importantly, I was modeling this behavior for my students. If I read a sad story, I cried. At first, my students were mortified to see a teacher crying. Later, they would sometimes request a “cry story.” With other stories, we might laugh so hard we would almost pee our pants!

Without ever talking about it, we were sharing our feelings on a daily basis, much as a family would do. And, slowly, we became a family. Each of my five classes developed its own unique classroom bond.

Weeks passed, and I saw that my students were treating each other more respectfully. Within months, I noticed changes in the hallways throughout the school. Following a story about a potential suicide, I saw students help to pick up dropped books, rather than to kick them down the hallway, laughing. The mother of a learning disabled student almost ran me over in a parking lot. “What have you done to my daughter? She has never read a book in her life, and now she wants me to buy her this Chicken Soup thing… What is it?” Non-readers were becoming readers because they couldn’t wait till the next day for a story.

I came to realize that my students were happiest when experiencing the full range of emotions that these stories brought forth. So, occasionally I would have them write about these feelings as classroom warm-ups. Sometimes I would choose longer stories, or make the story the focus of the lesson plan, rather than ending the class with this thought for the day. I didn’t want this to become work for them, or something to dread. It was important that my students welcome these stories, and, ultimately, the messages they contained. And, the frequency was crucial in creating the behavioral changes.

Understanding the power of this daily story process planted a seed for reaching more students. I approached Jack Canfield at a book signing to suggest that we co-author a book, Chicken Soup for the Soul in the Classroom—a book of stories, lesson plans, and activities for teachers. Exactly four years later, to the day, I had my first book signing in the same store. Together, we are now “changing the world, one student at a time, and one story at a time.”

http://yesmagazine.org/for-teachers/teacher-stories/changing-the-world-one-story-at-a-time

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“It is paradoxical that many educators and parents still differentiate between a time for learning and a time for play without seeing the vital connection between them.”

— LEO BUSCAGLIA

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The true men of action in our time, those who transform the world, are not the politicians and statesmen, but the scientists. Unfortunately poetry cannot celebrate them because their deeds are concerned with things, not persons, and are, therefore, speechless....When I find myself in the company of scientists, I feel like a shabby curate who has strayed by mistake into a drawing room full of dukes.
                                                                        —  W. H. AUDEN

In his youth, the born poet often wavers between science and literature; and his choice is determined by the chance attraction of one or other of the alternative modes of expressing his imaginative joy in nature. It is essential to keep in mind that science and poetry have the same root in human nature.
                                                            — ALFRED NORTH WHITEHEAD

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Anyone can become angry. That is easy. But to be angry with the right person to the right degree at the right time for the right purpose and in the right way — that is not easy.
                                                                                —  ARISTOTLE

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To doubt everything or to believe everything
are two equally convenient solutions;
both dispense with the necessity of reflection.

— ALBERT EINSTEIN

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“I don't remember all the details, I was fast asleep
at the time — but my stomach was wide awake!”