History
never was my favorite subject. What should I learn from the past?. I suppose
one idea is to understand that others made mistakes and we should not repeat
those mistakes, but the truth is that
many of them are repeated over and over again. Seems that some things are
simply recycled.
I am not
ashamed to say that History didn't make sense to me, not to say that I always
made sure to have good relations with anyone who would like to study it,
regardless of whether they were pleasant or not, I learned quickly anyone an
expert on everything, so you should look for specialized support.
How would
teach history to children?, I could not inspire them if it was never
inspiring!. This idea kept me awake for several days. I was so tired that one
morning I decided to be honest with children. That day after laughing out loud
after reading a story, from nothing, I looked to the children and they thought
that it would go to an unforgettable speech, but instead, I said openly that I
never find my way with History.
I was
surprised when I finished my small confession children looked at me, and
their eyes seemed dishes, all of them quiet for a
second, until Mita got up to hug me, incredibly, I felt better, especially when
she said almost in a whisper: "don't worry teacher, nobody is perfect, I
do not I like lentil soup".
Children
began to smile like when they see ice cream during a hot summer day, and every one
began to say different confessions. From Joseph who doesn't like if his sister fight
for their remote control, to Johary who
admitted that she hates when her mom buys her pink dresses.
I thought
for a moment: What a Heck?, all of us
have to endure something when we are children thanks to parental desire to make usgood persons!, and the
worst of all is that making history... all we went through something that we
hate and not makes us best!.
When I cleared
my amazement, children told me that they would be the best to learn history and
there was not reason to feel worried because they wouldn’t say to anyone about
my secret.
I proposed
them to learn history as I would have liked to learn it, with movies, games, music
and jokes. If someone would had taught me that way, perhaps I would love
it and now would be giving lectures about the Civil war or seeking lost stones
in the Arctic, but no one made me fell in love, anyone care, I only had to
choose between A, B or C and if you I did it wrong, nothing happened, and if it
did it well either.
In third
grade, as the rest of the group, I paid $5 to John Mulder by every exam for
answering my tests. He has made himself even richer since then designing tests,
and I became a teacher, wishing to make children suffer as so many persons did
it to me during my childhood.