An entire class of misfits, at-risks and no-motivation students meet a Gung-ho newbie teacher is the recipe for Kleenex or shall I say Beautex.
By the time I settled down last night to channel surf, I've only managed to catch about 45 mins of the show but bullets of tears streamed down my face. I should have been a teacher. Kidding. I think I won't have the stamina to last, I might become as dark as them if I fail to breakthrough their walls.
But there are people like Miss G, whose heart is titanium. No, that's not quite apt. Whose heart is like a slow burning charcoal. Fuels through.
Despair is a very low feeling. And it gets worse if you see that all around you, your peers, your community is like that. Alas, someone with a titanium-charcoal heart won the trust of these students and they went on to the "change the world" as we call it.
A toast to change. A toast to Miss G.
I hope to catch it again from the beginning.
1993, the real students in photo below.
actress Hilary Swank
the real Miss G. - Teacher Erin Gruwell
All photos via Google Images.
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