First, let me define who Mr. Freeman is to me.
A little background, he's a character from the book Speak by Laurie Halse Anderson. He is an art teacher who connects with the main character, Melinda, and she confides in him.
He is open to his students. He has a different outlook on life than most people. He's down to earth. He cares about his students. He's transparent.
Now, I would say that this all describes my theology teacher this semester. Well, except he isn't an art teacher, obviously.
Have you ever had someone really show that they care about you?
My teacher tells us he cares about us all the time. I actually know that now.
I spent about two and a half hours talking to him after school today, about the crap going on in my life, about life in just general, questions I had, movies, the school, the church, and so much more. How many teachers do you know who'd spend hours talking to one of their students, when they might have a ton of work to do? I've met some who would be willing to talk to me, but only for a bit before they had to go. Not this time. He sat there listening to me moan and groan about stuff, but he sat there because he wanted to help. I can't describe how grateful I am to him.
It's an amazing feeling to truly know that someone cares.
Maybe you can give that to someone you know?
