I'm sure we can all think of a number of people in our pasts that we should have thanked but failed to do so.
Most, I would imagine, date back to our school days. We spend years at school being taught all that we need to know for when we leave, then fail to thank those who taught us. I can think of many of my teachers who I would liked to have thanked, but didn't. I can also think of a few that I would like to have presented with a custard pie.
Strangely, I did bump into my old Art Teacher who had a great influence on me. I met him totally by chance whilst walking through a small Sussex village. He was with his wife/girlfriend, and didn't look in good health, either physically or mentally. I tried to explain that I'd ended up with a 1st Class Hons Degree in Fine Art, but I don't think he either remembered me or knew what I was talking about. What a shame. I expect he was suffering from extreme dementia.
In my teaching days I did forget to thank the two 'Heads' that I worked under. I really should have made a point of visiting them to thank them and say 'goodbye'. One sadly committed suicide just after I left.
I suppose most importantly I should have thanked my people for all they did for me. A comfortable home, a good education, and their constant support, was all that any son could have wished for.
And I shouldn't forget the senior lecturers at college who saw fit to offer me that good degree. What degree I would eventually end-up with had never crossed my mind, so it came as a big surprise.
Lucky you to have had teachers who supported and encouraged. I'd like throw more than a custard pie at most of mine. I can't think of one that might have been described as 'encouraging'.
ReplyDeleteI would thank my parents though who put up with me through terrible teenage years and cheered me on whatever I did.
One reason I like the candle lighting in church here. I always light one for them and say 'thank you'.
Our own parents are our most influential 'teachers', and I am always sorry for those who are unfortunate enough to have bad, or absent, ones. Being a parent is a very important job.
DeleteI wish that I had thanked my Dad for trying his best in his own way to look after us, even though he didn't really know how.
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