the adamant question

the moment you stop asking questions the inside of you is already dead.
if your lover stops asking you questions, then they are probably focusing in another direction that intrigues their sentiments…meaning he or she ‘is no longer there’.
if a parent stops asking you questions they are probably heading to Alzheimer…
if a child has no questions for you or is constantly looking sideways, then as a teacher, we spot a something’s-wrong-at-home behaviour or they are not interested for this and that reason.
how do we raise ourselves to our students’ needs and expectations? what do you remember as a teacher being your first moment of hesitation? have you even quantified the input you placed in them? the questions can go on and hit a wall. our role as educators is a dodgy one, some may not even remember us, some may even recall us with a start, some may blog about our ‘perls’ as we call them and this can go on. the recording of our teaching them once is often placed in a box along with all the other memories of childhood, adolescence or whatnot. therefore, once we step in the classroom, we should smile, look them in the eye and call them by their first names and then they might want to ask some questions – even if we don’t have all the anwers, we could prompt a reliable source. and the liaison is created. they would always trust a teacher who reads and has answers – it’s ok to say i read this in a newspaper or i found this in a thesaurus…
so, next time you open the classroom door as a teacher, ask yourself:

are you actually cut out to listen actively ?