A class earlier today started me thinking about the small, heroic things that people do to affect the world around them. I had an experience with an instructor whose teaching style totally whipped my ADHD into frenzy.
I normally do not have a problem with this class, computers and I generally get along rather well and learning to use a program seems to be a comfortable subject for me. This day, however, I was lost within five minutes. The instructor spoke so quickly, with such volume, and had her own scattered thoughts as she followed the books directions that almost the entire class was lost and everyone was speaking at once.
I attempted to put my head down and focus on the written words; that did not work. In the midst of the confusion I heard a calm voice behind me. One of the younger women was slowly, methodically, and calmly working over the directions with the student seated next to her. Her voice was a beacon in the dark for me. I finished my work by focusing on her instructions.
After the initial assignment, we were to pair up with another student and work on a project from the chapters end. I moved to the table at the far corner of the room and paired up with a quiet young woman who usually sits alone at a table. As I was sitting in front of my computer, staring at my book in total frustration, the woman very quietly started talking to me. Had it not been for her calm, soft method of talking to me, I would not have been able to focus or function during that entire time. She kept me sane, and allowed me to have something to focus on. I made sure to thank her.
After the class ended I went outside and ran into the first young woman whose voice had helped me get through class. I thanked her for her stability and explained how she had helped me.
Both these young women were heroes for me; reaching out to help someone, even when you are not directly trying to do so, affects others and deserves notice.
What kind of heroic things have happened in your life?
I normally do not have a problem with this class, computers and I generally get along rather well and learning to use a program seems to be a comfortable subject for me. This day, however, I was lost within five minutes. The instructor spoke so quickly, with such volume, and had her own scattered thoughts as she followed the books directions that almost the entire class was lost and everyone was speaking at once.
I attempted to put my head down and focus on the written words; that did not work. In the midst of the confusion I heard a calm voice behind me. One of the younger women was slowly, methodically, and calmly working over the directions with the student seated next to her. Her voice was a beacon in the dark for me. I finished my work by focusing on her instructions.
After the initial assignment, we were to pair up with another student and work on a project from the chapters end. I moved to the table at the far corner of the room and paired up with a quiet young woman who usually sits alone at a table. As I was sitting in front of my computer, staring at my book in total frustration, the woman very quietly started talking to me. Had it not been for her calm, soft method of talking to me, I would not have been able to focus or function during that entire time. She kept me sane, and allowed me to have something to focus on. I made sure to thank her.
After the class ended I went outside and ran into the first young woman whose voice had helped me get through class. I thanked her for her stability and explained how she had helped me.
Both these young women were heroes for me; reaching out to help someone, even when you are not directly trying to do so, affects others and deserves notice.
What kind of heroic things have happened in your life?
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