if you ask me whose profession is the hardest — the teacher. not easy to count how many fish in the ocean, there are stars in the sky and see what kind of laws and star fish live. but there is no hard laws by which a person grows up. if you ask me whose profession is the most important, I tell you — the teacher. mscheznet she suddenly, imagine for a moment and neither of us nor engineer, nor work, nor the poet will not be so, for it was he. I asked the artist to draw a teacher. One artist painted a man with pointer at blackboard. the other — the woman near the globe. not visible to me, it's the teacher. — I said. it can be a teacher of mathematics or geography. a real teacher — a person who makes us kinder and more intelligent.and then the third artist painted the small and big men going to meet the sun, holding hands.He's right, I thought. it probably is the real teacher. probably two of them. because in the great hour of discipleship, we always remain alone with his teacher.What do these two: about stars, grant me about the sun? I do not know, but sure they happily together, and no wonder that they are not afraid.if they ask me who is the happiest person on earth, I tell you — a good teacher.
