Don't Believe Everything You Think
When I was in sixth grade I had a teacher named Mrs. Burgess, and she was one of the best teachers I ever had. Anytime someone made a wayward comment or had a "brain fart" she would just look at them and say, "T-H-I-N-K". In her room these five letters were in big, bold print on the wall and sometimes instead of saying them out loud she would just point to them with that strict teacher look in her eyes. I remember being so challenged by her. Everyone always wanted to tell me what to think, and they rarely challenged me to think for myself. This was the first year that I was challenged to take my own thoughts and ideas and test them for myself. I will forever be grateful for this lesson. Thank you Mrs. Burgess! But with all that said, there is a very scary side to me thinking completely for myself. It means that I get to try to define the truth for myself, my emotions influence my thinking, and my previous knowledge and experiences infect the new ideas that