Tells us about your "Magic Moment" when someone touched your life and helped you to make the right decisions, or guided you towards an opportunity, or other significant event that had a positive impact on your life. Tell us about that special person or situation and we will print your "Magic Moment" so others can also be helped and inspired.
Note: No names need to be given, just write from your memory and your heart. Prints of Poetry will exercise editorial control over submission. Not all submission will be published do to volume or content. "Magic Moments" will be updated as submission permits.
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Magic Moment #1:
When I was in high school I was confused as to what career I wanted to persue. From time to time I would talk to my grandfather about my vocational interests. My grandfather, an electrical engineer and scientist understood that I had a scientific interest. We would talk and he would quiz me on science and math. We had great conversations. One Christmas day my grandfather gave me a gift. To my surprise and delight it was a Baush & Lomb binocular microscope. I examined everything under the microscope from aphids to zygospores. That great gift of a laboratory microscope and my grandfather's help and encouragement lead to my career as a forensic scientist.
Mary
Magic Moment #2:
Hi, my name is John. I grew up in an orphanage until I was 12 years old. A Christian family adopted me. They were very kind, but strict. I couldn't wait to get out of the house! When I was 16, I left. I bummed around and got into a lot of trouble. One time I got arrested and the Judge said, "Son, you have a choice... either go to jail or join the Army." So, at 18 I joined the Army. After Basic Training, I was shipped to Vietnam. I was scared to death, but I fought for my own life, and the lives of my buddies. When I got out of the Service, I was confused and I didn't know what I was going to do with my life. I met this girl and she introduced me to her father. For the first time in my life, I met a man of great caring and wisdom. He helped me get direction in my life. Today, I am an Executive with one of the top companies in the world! But my real success has come from the girl that I met, and her wonderful father. The girl is now my wife and her father, I have adopted as my father and friend. I bought the male version of the Teacher and the Student Remember that Magic Moment for my father: John. Thanks Pop!
John
Magic Moment #3
I can remember as if it was yesterday... it happened in the 3rd grade. I was new at this school and a bit shy. When it was time to get out our watercolors and paint a scene that the teacher had drawn on the board I felt inadequate because I saw some of the paintings that were displayed around the room, and I thought my painting would be far inferior. Well, I painted to the best of my ability, and when my painting was done, I - along with the others in the class - placed the finished paintings with our signed nemes on the teacher's desk. To my surprise, the next day, when I came into class, the first thing I spotted was my painting displayed on a large corkboard with a "gold star" prominently adhered. After class, the teacher called me aside and said that I had real artistic talent. Today, I'm a middle-school art teacher!
Sara
Magic Moment #4
The lessons schools teach their students are invaluable, however I'm not talking about lessons in English, Math, and Sciences. I'm talking about lessons in life. It was one of these moments which made my "Magic Moment." When I was in sixth grade when my History teacher decided to teach us (his class) about a small island off of the coast of Australia in which a scientific community was established in an attempt to create a perfect government. This community had strict restrictions on who they allowed to relocate to their country. To become a member of their society, one must pass their mental, physical, and social exams. Because of these rigorous tests, this country had a lower crime rate, greater charity work, and a higher standard of living. We studied about the founders of this country, why they decided to first implement these strict immigration guidelines, and how they first purchased the island. I studied the material and was ready to take the test the following week. The entire class was ready to take this test when the teacher announced that he had actually just made up all of the information we had been studying for the last week. The island, the founders, and the entire idea had been nothing more then an elaborate story! No one could believe it. Naturally some people were upset that they had wasted their time studying about material which did not exist, but I saw it another way. The teacher was trying to show us how important it was to not believe everything we are told. Distortions in media are everywhere. We must be careful where we take information from because all we have is a gathering of data to make any decisions which we make. He taught me that it's just as important to know what is not true, as what is. As a sixth grader, I had never had to even consider if what I was being told was actually true. This lesson was the only thing I can actually remember learning from that class, however it made the entire year worthwhile.
David
Magic Moment #5
My life has been blessed with many "Magic Moments." Some I remember from a fairly young age, some from high school years, as a young adult and even now as a mature adult.
As teenagers and young adults we send messages that 'we know it all." There is never a time that we 'know it all.' It's impossible. We never stop learning. The choice belongs solely to the individual. We can use circumstances or people as learning tools to help make us a better person or stagnate our maturity. I'm thankful for all opportunities, both good and bad, that influenced my life. It took a long time for me to give credit to bad experiences, but those too, helped me became the person I am today.
Two people who influenced my life so profoundly were an aunt and uncle. They were both deaf. They lived in Tennessee. I lived in Pennsylvania. During summer visits with my grandparents, I wanted to stay with them a lot because they were so much fun. My uncle worked in the same factory over 30 years, my aunt, a housewife. I learned enough sign language to communicate with them during the summer then went home, remembering some of the more common signs but forgetting others.
Sometime during the 1960s our pastor asked if there was anyone interested in taking a Sign Language Class to begin a Deaf Ministry. I was thrilled with the idea and excited about learning. After 2 short weeks, I interpreted our first church service. I was slow and far behind what the pastor was saying or the choir was singing, but I would just shrug and sign, "Sorry, lost!" They would smile and wink or nod - 'It's okay.' From "signing" both Sunday services, prayer meeting Thursdays and socializing with deaf friends I became more experienced and graceful. At home I signed as our toddlers learned to talk. They too became fluent in signing.
I began working as aide on the bus transporting deaf children from northern Maryland to the Maryland School for the Deaf in Frederick. Students lived in dorms during the week and spent weekends and summers at home.In the early 70's Maryland State Police knocked on my door and asked if I would go with them to assist with a rape investigation. The victim: a deaf girl. Through my interpretation of her description of the person, vehicle and other evidence, police escorted the rapist from his workplace the following week.I have interpreted weddings and graduations, but my proudest moment came when I interpreted my grandfather's funeral for my aunt, uncle and all deaf friends who attended. They were so proud to see that their niece could actually hand sign beautifully. They, too, are gone now. Both died together as the result of a car accident. I felt honored to interpret the funeral for their many deaf friends.
Their inspiration encouraged that 'Magic Moment' in my life - for that I am truly grateful.
Barbara
Magic Moment #6
I came from a poor family that lived in a drug infested housing project. My mother had to keep 2 jobs so that we could just about make it. I felt that going to school was a waste of time, so I played "hooky" and got into a lot of trouble. At 16 I became pregnant and had a beautiful boy named Josh, after my grandfather. Times were tough, my mother helped, but I had to get a job. After waiting on tables for 2 years I decided to go back to school. I had to make up my high school credits, so I took special classes and eventually got a diploma. After receiving my diploma, I enrolled in a local Community College Program. I took up nursing and my nursing instructor inspired me to go onto college. I entered the University and after 8 years, I received a nursing degree. My "Magic Moment" came when, for the first time in my life, someone showed interest in me. That "Magic Moment" came when the nursing instructor took a personal interest in my life and helped me to get into a college level nursing program. I purchased a framed plaque to honor my advocate. Thank you!
Amber
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