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From: Madeira Beach, Florida
Registered: Aug 2001

posted November 10, 2004 05:49 PM         

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Received this in my email

"This story is a little long, but it's a real heart jerker. Couldn't
resist passing it along to you.


As she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children an untruth. Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same.
However, that was impossible, because there in the front row,
slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard.

Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed tha the did not play well with the other children that his clothes were messy and that he constantly needed a bath. In addition, Teddy could be unpleasant.

It got to the point where Mrs. Thompson would actually take
delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X's and then putting a big "F" at the top of his papers.

At the school where Mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child's past records and she put Teddy's off until last. However, when she reviewed his file, she was in for a surprise.

Teddy's first grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is a bright child with
a ready laugh. He does his work neatly and has good manners... he is a joy to be around."

His second grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is an excellent student, well liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle."

His third grade teacher wrote, "His mother's death has been hard on him.

He tries to do his best, but his father doesn't show much
interest, and his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren't taken."

Teddy's fourth grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is withdrawn and
doesn't show much interest in school. He doesn't have many friends and he sometimes sleeps in class."

By now, Mrs. Thompson realized the problem and she was ashamed of herself She felt even worse when her students brought her Christmas presents, wrapped in beautiful ribbons and bright paper, except for Teddy's. His present was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper that he got from a grocery bag. Mrs. Thompson took pains to open it in the middle of the other presents. Some of the children started to laugh when she found a rhinestone bracelet with some of the stones missing, and a bottle that was one-quarter full of perfume. But she stifled the children's laughter when she exclaimed how pretty the
bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume on her wrist. Teddy Stoddard stayed after school that day just long enough to say, "Mrs. Thompson, today you smelled just like my Mom used to."

After the children left, she cried for at least an hour. On that
very day, she quit teaching reading, writing and arithmetic. Instead, she began to teach children. Mrs. Thompson paid particular attention toTeddy. As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive. The more she encouraged him, the faster he responded. By the end of the year, Teddy had become one of the smartest children in the class and,
despite her lie that she would love all the children the same,
Teddy became one of her "teacher's pets.."

A year later, she found a note under her door, from Teddy,
telling her that she was the best teacher he ever had in his whole life.
Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy. He then wrote that he had finished high school, third in his class, and she was still the best teacher he ever had in life.

Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that while
things had been tough at times, he'd stayed in school, had stuck with it, and would soon graduate from college with the highest of honors. He assured Mrs. Thompson that she was still the best and favorite teacher he had ever had in his whole life.

Then four more years passed and yet another letter came. This
time he explained that after he got his bachelor's degree, he decided to go a little further. The letter explained that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had. But now his name was a little longer.... The letter was signed, Theodore F. Stoddard, MD.

The story does not end there. You see, there was yet another
letter that spring. Teddy said he had met this girl and was going to be married. He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and he was wondering if Mrs. Thompson might agree to sit at the wedding in the place that was usually reserved for the mother of the groom. Of course, Mrs.

Thompson did. And guess what? She wore that bracelet, the one with several rhinestones missing. Moreover, she made sure she was wearing the perfume that Teddy remembered his mother wearing on their last Christmas together.

They hugged each other, and Dr. Stoddard whispered in Mrs.
Thompson's ear, "Thank you Mrs. Thompson for believing in me. Thank you so much for making me feel important and showing me that I could make a difference."

Mrs. Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back. She said, "Teddy, you have it all wrong. You were the one who taught me that I could make a difference. I didn't know how to teach until I met you."

(For you that don't know, Teddy Stoddard is the Dr. at Iowa
Methodist in Des Moines that has the Stoddard Cancer Wing.)

Warm someone's heart today . . . pass this along. I love this
story so very much, I cry every time I read it. Just try to make a
difference in someone's life today? Tomorrow? Just "do it".

Random acts of kindness, I think they call it! "Believe in
Angels, and then return the favor"

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posted November 10, 2004 06:01 PM         

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I LOVED that story! Thank you jwhop.

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posted November 10, 2004 06:29 PM         

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*grabs a tissue*

Thanks, Jwhop

I'm going to send this off to my kids' teachers. I know they'll love it too.

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posted November 10, 2004 08:57 PM         

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Sometimes something really nice comes by email. I liked that very much too.

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posted November 11, 2004 11:01 AM         

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jwhop, thank you for sharing this with us, too many times the bad is repeated instead of the good. This is a great reminder of what a few kind words and a little attention
can do. Peace. Sue

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posted November 11, 2004 11:36 AM         

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This breaks my heart in million pieces. *sigh* All of the misunderstood little Teddy Stoddards in the world. I remember one from school. I think his name was Robby. Oh, if only one could go back in time! I still wonder occasionally whatever happened to him and say a little prayer.

Thank you jwhop

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posted November 11, 2004 09:13 PM         

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VERY moving story, jwhop....

Thank you...

Love,
Rainbow

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