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The Teddy Stoddard Story and Active Listening

      Seek first to understand

Active Listening & Paradigm Change

Listening attentively to others is a lovely gift, particularly in this stressed and  hectic world. It shows care, concern, compassion, interest….

Always give the other the courtesy of speaking first, and give the other your undivided attention.  After the other  has said his full, he is ready to relax and hear what you have to say.  At this point, Covey suggests rephrasing the other's words to ensure  that you are both on the same page.  Only afterwards, when the other is relaxed and comfortable with your level of understanding, should you begin to speak.

Listening is not solely a property of the ears.  People should listen with their eyes too. Look at people when they talk.  Lean towards them a little too.

Listening starts with the heart.  Don’t just listen to the content, but go deeper.  Listen for the intent and the meaning, being very sensitive to the feeling expressed

 Be supportive of what is being said by rephrasing  a few key central ideas to show that you  understand.  Indicate your gratitude for the privilege of sharing in the dialogue.

Through active listening we become open to new ideas.  Because our thinking  is correlated to our actions, let it be said that listening affects ideas, which affect thought, which affect action. 

As we are open to new ways of seeing situations, we experience a paradigm changes.

Identify a few paradigm changes experienced while reading the Teddy Stoddard story.


When You Touch A Life: The Teddy Stoddard Story

Her name was Mrs. Thompson. As she stood in front of her 5th  
grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children a  
lie.

Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that  
she loved them all the same.

 But that was impossible, because there in the front row,  
 slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard.  

 Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed  
that he didn't play well with the other children, that his clothes were  
 messy and that he constantly needed a bath. And Teddy could be unpleasant.

 It got to the point where Mrs. Thompson would actually take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X's and  then putting a big "F" at the top of his papers. At the school  where Mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child's past  records and she put Teddy's off until last. However, when she reviewed his  file, she was in for a surprise.

Teddy's first grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is a bright child  with a ready laugh. He does his work neatly and has good manners...he is a joy to be around."

His second grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is an excellent  student, well liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his  mother  has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle." 

His third grade teacher wrote, "His mother's death had been hard on him.  He tries to do his best, but his father doesn't show much  interest and his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren't  taken." 

Teddy's fourth grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is withdrawn and doesn't show much interest in school.  He doesn't have many friends and he  sometimes sleeps in class."

By now, Mrs. Thompson realized the problem and she was  ashamed of herself. She felt even worse when her students brought her Christmas  presents, wrapped in beautiful ribbons and bright paper, except for  Teddy's.  His present was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper that  he got from a grocery bag.

 Mrs. Thompson took pains to open it in the middle of the other  presents.   Some of the children started to laugh when she found a  rhinestone bracelet  with some of the stones missing, and a bottle that was  one  quarter-full of perfume. But she stifled the children's laughter when she  exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of   the perfume on her wrist.

 Teddy Stoddard stayed after school that day just long enough   to say, "Mrs. Thompson, today you smelled just like my Mother used to." After the children left she cried for at least an hour.

On that very day, she quit teaching reading, and writing, and   arithmetic. Instead, she began to teach children. Mrs. Thompson   paid particular attention to Teddy. As she worked with him, his   mind seemed to come alive. The more she encouraged him, the faster he   responded. By the end of the year, Teddy had become one of the   smartest children in the class and, despite her lie that she would   love all the children the same, Teddy became one of her "teacher's pets."

 A year later, she found a note under her door, from Teddy, telling her that she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole   life.

 Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy. He then wrote that he had finished high school, third in his class, and she  was  still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life.

Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that  while things had been tough at times, he'd stayed in school, had stuck with  it, and would soon graduate from college with the highest of honors.

 He assured Mrs. Thompson that she was still the best and favorite  teacher he ever had in his whole life.

 Then four more years passed and yet another letter came. This time   he explained that after he got his bachelor's degree, he decided to go a little further. The letter explained that she was still the best  and favorite teacher he ever had. But now his name was a little longer-the   letter was signed, Theodore F. Stoddard, MD.

 The story doesn't end there. You see, there was yet another letter that spring. Teddy said he'd met this girl and was going to be   married. He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and   he was wondering if Mrs. Thompson might agree to sit in the place at   the wedding that was usually reserved for the mother of the groom.

 Of course, Mrs. Thompson did. And guess what? She wore that   bracelet, the one with several rhinestones missing. And she made sure she   was wearing the perfume that Teddy remembered his mother wearing on their last   Christmas together. They hugged each other, and Dr. Stoddard whispered in Mrs. Thompson's ear, "Thank you Mrs. Thompson for believing in me.

 Thank you so much for making me feel important and showing me that I could make a  difference."   Mrs. Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back.

She said, "Teddy, you have it all wrong.  You were the one who taught me that I   could make a difference. I didn't know how to teach until I met you."

   Warm someone's heart today. pass this along.  

     Please remember that wherever you go, and whatever you do, you will  have the 
     opportunity to touch and/or change a person's outlook   please try to do it in a
     positive way.  

(I acquired the above via forwarded email in December 2000)

 

 


 

Miscommunication joke

Did you hear about the teacher who was helping
one of her kindergarten students put his boots on?


He asked for help and she could see why. With
her pulling and him pushing, the boots still didn't want
to go on. When the second boot was on, she had worked up
a sweat. She almost whimpered when the little boy said,
"Teacher, they're on the wrong feet." She looked, and sure
enough, they were. It wasn't any easier pulling the boots
off than it was putting them on. She managed to keep her
cool as together they worked to get the boots back on-
this time on the right feet. He then announced, "These
aren't my boots." She bit her tongue rather than get right
in his face and scream, "Why didn't you say so?" like she
wanted to. Once again she struggled to help him pull the
ill-fitting boots off. He then said, "They're my brother's
boots. My Mom made me wear them." She didn't know if she
should laugh or cry. She mustered up the grace to wrestle
the boots on his feet again. 

She said, "Now, where are your
mittens?" 

He said, "I stuffed them in the toes of my boots..."