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| # [http://www.goodreads.com/| Good Reads] can help you decide your next book! | | # [http://www.goodreads.com/| Good Reads] can help you decide your next book! |
| #[[The Unknown Teacher - a poem by Henry Van Dyke]] | | #[[The Unknown Teacher - a poem by Henry Van Dyke]] |
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| + | '''Abraham Lincoln's World Famous Letter to his Son's Teacher |
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| + | He will have to learn, I know, |
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| + | that all men are not just, |
| + | all men are not true. |
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| + | But teach him also that |
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| + | for every scoundrel there is a hero; |
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| + | that for every selfish Politician, |
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| + | there is a dedicated leader… |
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| + | Teach him for every enemy there is a friend, |
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| + | Steer him away from envy, |
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| + | if you can, |
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| + | teach him the secret of |
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| + | quiet laughter. |
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| + | Let him learn early that |
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| + | the bullies are the easiest to lick… |
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| + | Teach him, if you can, |
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| + | the wonder of books… |
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| + | But also give him quiet time |
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| + | to ponder the eternal mystery of birds in |
| + | the sky, |
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| + | bees in the sun, |
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| + | and the flowers on a green hillside. |
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| + | In the school teach him |
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| + | it is far honourable to fail |
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| + | than to cheat… |
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| + | Teach him to have faith |
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| + | in his own ideas, |
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| + | even if everyone tells him |
| + | they are wrong… |
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| + | Teach him to be gentle |
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| + | with gentle people, |
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| + | and tough with the tough. |
| + | Try to give my son |
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| + | the strength not to follow the crowd |
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| + | when everyone is getting on the band |
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| + | wagon… |
| + | Teach him to listen to all men… |
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| + | but teach him also to filter |
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| + | all he hears on a screen of truth, |
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| + | and take only the good |
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| + | that comes through. |
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| + | Teach him if you can, |
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| + | how to laugh when he is sad… |
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| + | Teach him there is no shame in tears, |
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| + | Teach him to scoff at cynics |
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| + | and to beware of too much sweetness… |
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| + | Teach him to sell his brawn |
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| + | and brain to the highest bidders |
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| + | but never to put a price-tag |
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| + | on his heart and soul. |
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| + | Teach him to close his ears |
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| + | to a howling mob |
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| + | and to stand and fight |
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| + | if he thinks he’s right. |
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| + | Treat him gently, |
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| + | but do not cuddle him, |
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| + | because only the test |
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| + | of fire makes fine steel. |
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| + | Let him have the courage |
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| + | to be impatient… |
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| + | let him have the patience to be brave. |
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| + | Teach him always |
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| + | to have sublime faith in himself, |
| + | because then he will have |
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| + | sublime faith in mankind. |
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| + | This is a big order, |
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| + | but see what you can do… |
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| + | He is such a fine little fellow, |
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| + | my son! |