Danh ngôn của Horace Mann
A teacher who is attempting to teach without inspiring the pupil with a desire to learn is hammering on cold iron.
A teacher who is attempting to teach without inspiring the pupil with a desire to learn is hammering on cold iron.
Một giáo viên đang cố gắng giảng dạy mà không truyền cảm hứng ham muốn học tập cho học sinh thì chẳng khác nào đập búa vào sắt nguội.
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Các câu danh ngôn khác của cùng tác giả: Horace Mann
- Evil and good are God's right hand and left.
- Education alone can conduct us to that enjoyment which is, at once, best in quality and infinite in quantity.
- Seek not greatness, but seek truth and you will find both.
- To pity distress is but human; to relieve it is Godlike.
- Be ashamed to die until you have won some victory for humanity.
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.