Teachers. Who’s going to build the long overdue hall of fame for you?
Your encouragement leads to new discoveries. To finding inner strength. To believe. Often, in ourselves. Teachers, your words resound in us, regardless of whether we acknowledge it.
Sometimes, wisdom is in your simple honesty.
Whether it’s a plea to realize our potential, pull away from poisonous peer groups, or, for the love of the Louisiana Purchase, turn in an assignment on time, it’s not always the kind and loving words that shape us. And that’s okay.
Not poor Cam Newton. An NFL quarterback, with multi-year contracts and endorsement deals, cannot be called *poor*, unless he’s gambled his earnings away, or squandered them on wine, women and song, or left them in a Hefty bag in the backseat of a taxi cab.
Or if he’s torn a knee ligament just before the playoffs and can’t play. Then it’d be, “*poor* (insert quarterback’s name here – I don’t want to jinx anyone), he can’t play in the playoffs.”
Cam Newton, the Carolina Panthers star quarterback, isn’t poor in any of those ways.