Givers: the ones that taught us.

The globe finally stops spinning  and  tonight we are going to find a bit of global happiness in Vietnam.

SECRET TO HAPPINESS: Acknowledge your influences

TRADITION: Visiting teachers ( I would have balked at this concept a few years ago)

DATE: The third day of Tet/ Lunar ( New years for the Vietnamese that is celebrated January and February- a whole month of celebrating the new year!)


Do you ever look around you and think

‘Well, gosh! How the hell did I get to this point in my life? ‘ – I do and try  imagine an image of a 34 year old woman with a finger stuck up her nose going ‘huh?’ at the same time.

I am sort of okay with where I am now but I am a mental sprinter. I want to do all the good stuff -rush past the learning and be at the top. To be more accurate I do enjoy learning . I love doing different training workshops and courses with mental health charities because I learn new skills and I can help others who are struggling.  I mean I want to start my Masters in Creative writing in October.  I know learning is a process but sometimes my mind gets carried away.

I was like that at school. The first teacher to ever make a positive influence over my attitude to learning was Mrs Hendricks. She was the first Indian teacher or any teacher that was not white to teach in my high school -way back ,2 years after  the apartheid era ended. He style of teaching and her passion made a huge impression on me. I suddenly loved Biology!  She was also the first teacher to read one of my first pieces of free style writing. My best friend at school told me to show it to Mrs Hendricks. She was crying saying how powerful my writing was. I looked at my friend in shock. How can what I write get a reaction like that?  Oddly, I never felt pushed to be creative in English lessons.

Can you remember your school days?

There must be someone that made an impression on you?  No, not that cute guy with all blonde curls and blue eyes and a cheeky smile. Maybe that teacher took an interest in you, made you feel special?  Maybe that teacher taught you some thing that went beyond a text book .

If you want to do some serious celebrating – new year style. Vietnam is the place to be.It usually occurs over three days and is kind of like a Thanksgiving and Christmas and New years all rolled into one.

Day one – it’s all about the family

Day two – time to roll in the friends


Day three is unique and I think it is pretty awesome. On this day the Vietnamese people go and visit their teachers.  They get presents and are highly respected members of the Vietnamese community. Old and new teachers are praised and acknowledged.

mmmh, I’m thinking a new career and life change on the cards….  I bet the teachers don’t on on strike in Vietnam.


Project time- WAX ON WAX OFF ( a collective groan from the back of the virtual class room. I used to be a huge part of that collective groan too. Come on humour me a bit…. Yes?


It’s simple

Acknowledge one person who you identify as a teacher in your life.  It can a be non school related person  of course.


Put pen to paper or fingers ready to type about some of the things that come into your mind when you think about that person. Did they say anything important to you? Mrs Hendricks over in Biology told me to ‘never stop writing.

What was going on in your life then? I was on a bad path – getting into drugs and hating my body.

What would you say to them now? I wish I had asked Mrs Hendricks about bmi and about what kind of havoc messing with pills and laxatives and erratic eating habits and starvation diets would have on me in my future  ( the me today)

Is there any kind of insight into the path you are on now? Funnily enough, I’m going through the training process to open up a peer- led Eating disorder recovery and support group where I live.

MESSAGE: It’s good to be a giver in life. You never know what you are going to ‘take’ from the experience away with you.


Posted on Mar 1, 2016, in Uncategorized and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink. 16 Comments.

  1. Thank you all for you comments and sharing your stories of those who inspired us. xxxx


  2. Micki Allen

    Wonderful, delightfully written post, Daisy! Thanks to an incredibly humble and loving third grade teacher, Mrs. Ewing, I was given the encouragement I needed, and the example I followed to eventually become a teacher myself. I haven’t taught in a classroom for twenty years, but thanks to the Internet, I’ve been sooo blessed to still be in touch with some of my former students (even twenty years later!). It’s amazing being able to follow their growth and advancements in life. Thank you for bringing back a flood of happy memories.

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  3. There are so many people/teachers that have influenced me over the years. I’ve been lucky. I’ll pick my GCSE English teacher Ms Fry (who I have incidentally reinitiated contact with recently).

    What did she say to me? – that I was her best pupil, and never to give up writing and reading. That I could change the world.

    What was going on? – starting to become self obsessed, insular, and eating disordered. Or something else, anxiety at that point I think. Too much self absorption and not enough looking out at the world. Wanting to be special in a different way than I was.

    What does she say to me now? – well, we’re in a poetry group together! So, we talk about famous poets, but she still shows off to the other members that I was her ‘top student.’ (kinda embarrassing)

    What did I wish had happened at the time? – that it was okay to be ‘special’ at school work, and that when I got older people would let that be okay, rather than not having friends because of it. That liking to learn was okay.

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    • Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaw dbs girl -this makes me feel all mushy inside. I can relate to the whole self absorption thing as you probably know. I can’t believe you two are in a poetry class together. Well, she must have a god sense of judgement because I love your blog and your posts as you probably know. xxxx

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  7. Great post Daisy 😊 like many I wasted my school years, messing around, dating, smoking behind the sports hall. If I had my time again I would soak up everything they tried to teach me and run with it.

    The only teacher that had any impact on me was Mr Giles, my elderly English Language/Literacy teacher. I’ve always loved the written word – that’s never changed.

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