Aug 17, 2009 17:17
I would like to dedicate this post to my philosophy, psychology and religious education teacher, Jari. He is an intelligent man, controversial, pretty opinionated, and while him and I disagree a lot - he's not a homophobe but not very accepting, either, he believes in God, he's a minister (he says he doesn't want to be called a priest because he's too secular) - we also have a lot in common. Basically, the general view of the world and the way we see things, and because of that, and the creativiness of his classes, I always work hard in his subjects. Straigth A's, I'm telling you!
One could call him a total nutcase, but that's just him. And oh, in our high school there are probably three students that like his classes. He uses a lot of big international words and, while they're in the books we use, not many understand him, and then they complain about his urge to "try to seem more intelligent by using big words".
What I tend to say is, "Too much syllables, didn't understand". After all, I could think that after studying four courses of psychology one should know who Freud was. If you don't know that, then it's hardly the teacher's fault, now is it?
Long story short, my favorite teacher is the man who makes me work hard and set my goals higher. And achieve them, too.
...damn it, I sound like I'm in love.
writer's block,
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