Danh ngôn của Martin H. Fischer
A good teacher must know the rules; a good pupil, the exceptions.
A good teacher must know the rules; a good pupil, the exceptions.
Thầy giỏi phải biết nội quy; một học sinh giỏi, những trường hợp ngoại lệ.
Tác giả: Martin H. Fischer | Chuyên mục: Teacher | Sứ mệnh: [7]
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Các câu danh ngôn khác của cùng tác giả: Martin H. Fischer
- Half of the modern drugs could well be thrown out of the window, except that the birds might eat them.
- Education is the process of driving a set of prejudices down your throat.
- Knowledge is a process of piling up facts; wisdom lies in their simplification.
- Don't confuse hypothesis and theory. The former is a possible explanation; the latter, the correct one. The establishment of theory is the very purpose of science.
- Facts are not science - as the dictionary is not literature.
Các câu danh ngôn khác của cùng chuyên mục: Teacher
- My father, I think he played percussion in high school. My mother played piano when she was very young, but only for a brief while. I don't think she had a great teacher. In any case, neither of them were really into music at a young age.
- In high school, my English teacher Celeste McMenamin introduced me to the great novels and Shakespeare and taught me how to write. Essays, poetry, critical analysis. Writing is a skill that was painful then but a love of mine now.
- Christine Bass was my high school music teacher. She took a program on its last legs and within a few years turned into one of the best programs in the country. Our high school dominated national choir competitions all through her 20-plus year tenure.
- My dad is a chemical engineer, and my mom was a teacher. They were pretty serious about education, but I always thought about things a little bit differently.
- Doo-wop is the true music to me, man. Doo-wop was what nurtured me and grew me into who I am, and I guess even when I was in school, the teacher probably thought I had ADD or something every day, because I'd be beating on the desks, singing like the Flamingos or the Spaniels or Clyde McPhatter or somebody.