I've met people who were so afraid of losing their jobs that they were stingy with their knowledge.
Then there are the people who freely share their knowledge with you hoping to make you a better, smarter person.
There are key people in my past that helped me become the person I am today. I'm not sure any of them know how big a difference they made in my life.
Norman VandeCamp was a junior high school Algebra teacher. I was a girl in his class at a time when girls "not getting" math was considered normal. Lots of girls took simpler math classes to get the requisite credits for graduation.
But I was smart, I wanted to prove it to people, and I figured that Algebra would be easy for me.
It wasn't. The whole concept of figuring out 'x' baffled me. It was a huge blow to my fragile self-esteem.
When I showed a willingness to put in extra effort to learn it, Mr. VandeCamp spent time with me and some of the other kids after school. He kept trying different ways to explain the concept of Algebra to me.
One day, the light bulb came on in my head.
It felt amazing. Suddenly, I got it. I could do Algebra.
In fact, I got an B in his class.
Big deal, you say. Who needs Algebra?
He didn't teach me just Algebra. He taught me that I wasn't stupid. He taught me that if I stuck to something long enough, I could get it.
He taught me to believe in myself.
Since that time, every time I've struggled with a problem or a concept and stuck with it, I owe that perseverance to Mr. VandeCamp.
Thank you!
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