Master teachers are born, not man made

I am a master teacher! I know it. I can't help it. It was born in me. I have been practicing my craft since age four.

I had a little black board, one broken piece of chalk. I drug my "tools" behind me in a little red wagon.  I had a ruler that I "rapped" sternly, demanding my dolls, the dog, the cat, my imaginary class, pay close attention.

If is a gift from GOD. I have nothing to do with it. All of our gifts come down to us from the Father of Lights. We ALL should know that.

It is obvious, tRump is eaten up with jealousy, envy, fear, ignorance. He is "immoral" by "Christian" standards.

Good enough for every lying hypocrite, BACKFIRE!.  How do you vote for such a man claiming fear of the "homosexual" , then run and jump under the boot of a lascivious reprobate?

That's blindness. That's clearly the blind being lead by a con artist. I thank GOD my mother was a con artist.  I get her point, she preferred to fleece her "own people" before she would consent to being fleeced by "the Man".

My mother was a brilliant con artist, only because she was certainly a disciple of the devil.  She had no morals! I didn't mind so much when I wasn't her direct target. I did object when she picked on my granddaddy, however.  Otherwise, you were on your own.

My mother taught us well, any evil she ever did to us , (over and over) was clearly our fault for being dumb enough to let her.

No matter how horribly my mother treated me growing up, I weathered the storm. Read,  studied, grew strong with only one desire, to teach.   I did.  For thirty long arduous years.  Many of them good.  Far too "tRump-ish", however. Far too many racist in the way, lying, stealing, raping, robbing, forcing into captivity.

My best lessons always came to me via The Holy Spirit. One day I convinced my eight graders , Lake Michigan was man made,  was the largest man made lake in the world.

I remember pulling down the map and making up false facts that I spewed with authority,( like tRump).  They were all sold one hundred percent before I let on.  We cried! They cried because they claimed they trusted me. I cried because I had to resort to such a low stunt in order to teach them to think critically, to always question.

I have no idea how many scholars I taught in thirty years but , I know for a fact I helped to produce one true scholar, one true independent critical thinker, my daughter!

GOODGOTUHMIGHTY!!! TO GOD BE THE GLORY!

REVERSE THE CURSE!

"COME YE OUT FROM AMONG THEM!"