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          PAS : KE ARAH PEMERINTAHAN ISLAM YANG ADIL
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There is a story many years ago of an elementary teacher.
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>         Her name was Mrs. Thompson. And as she stood in
>         front of her 5th grade class on the very first day
>         of  school, she told the children a lie.
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>         Like most teachers, she looked at her students and
>         said that she loved them all the same. But that was
>         impossible, because there in the front row, slumped
>         in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard.
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>         Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and
>         noticed that he didn't play well with the other
>         children, that his clothes were messy and that he
>         constantly needed a bath. And 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.
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>         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.
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>         However, when she reviewed his file, she was in for
>         a surprise.
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>         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."
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>         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."
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>         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 effect him if some steps aren't taken."
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>         Teddy's fourth grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is
>         withdrawn and doesn't show much interest in school.
>         He doesn't have many friends and sometimes sleeps in
>         class."
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>         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.
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>         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.
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>         Teddy Stoddard stayed after school that day just
>         long enough to say, "Mrs.Thompson, today you smelled
>         just like my Mom used to."
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>         After the children left she cried for at least an
>         hour. On that very day, she quit teaching reading,
>         and writing, and arithmetic.
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>         Instead, she began to teach children.
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>         Mrs. Thompson paid particular attention to Teddy.
>         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."
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>         A year later, she found a note under her door, from
>         Teddy, telling her that she was still the best
>         teacher he ever had in his whole life.
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>         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 his whole life.
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>         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.
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>         He assured Mrs.Thompson that she was still the best
>         and favorite teacher he ever had in his whole life.
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>         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.
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>         The letter was signed, Theodore F. Stoddard, M.D.
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>         The story doesn't end there. You see, there was
>         yet another letter that spring. Teddy said he'd 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 in
>         the place at the wedding that was usually reserved
>         for the mother of the groom. Of course, Mrs.Thompson did.
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>         And guess what? She wore that bracelet, the one
>         with several rhinestones missing. And she made sure
>         she was wearing the perfume that Teddy remembered
>         his  mother wearing on their last Christmas together.
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>         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"
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>         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."
>
>         Warm someone's heart today.... Pass it along.
>         Never underestimate the Power of Purpose.




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