BEL KAUFMAN

The most experienced teachers are frequently promoted right out of the classroom!

A teacher is frequently the only adult in the pupil's environment who treats him with respect.

I like the word OLD. Not senior, that's for proms. Older? Older than whom? 'Old' is honorable and ripe

And that's it; that's why I want to teach; that's the one and only compensation: to make a permanent difference in the life of a child.

To the outside world, of course, this job is a cinch: 9 to 3, five days a week, two months' summer vacation with pay, all legal holidays, prestige and respect. My mother, for example, has the pleasant notion that my day consists of nodding graciously to the rustle of starched curtsies and a chorus of respectful voices bidding me good morning.

When giving comes directly from the heart, it can never disappoint or embarrass.

If a teacher wants to know something why doesn't she look it up herself instead of making we students do it? We benefit ourselves more by listening to her, after all she's the teacher!

I had used my sense of humor; I had called it proportion, perspective. But perspective is distance.

Laughter keeps you healthy. You can survive by seeing the humor in everything. Thumb your nose at sadness; turn the tables on tragedy. You can’t laugh and be angry, you can’t laugh and feel sad, you can’t laugh and feel envious.

To the young, cliches seem freshly minted.

I’ll never retire as long as I live—that’s like retiring from life! I’ll never stop writing, teaching, lecturing. If you’re in good health, living is exciting on its own.

I am writing this during my lunch period, because I need to reach towards the outside world of sanity, because I am overwhelmed by the sheer weight of the clerical work still to be done, and because at this hour of the morning normal ladies are still sleeping.

One of my students had written wistfully of a dream-school that would have "windows with trees in them.

I want to point the way to something that should forever lure them, when the TV set is broken and the movie is over and the school bell has rung for the last time.

Time collapses and expands like an erratic accordion.

The clerical work is par for the course. "Keep on file in numerical order" means throw in wastebasket. You'll soon learn the language. "Let it be a challenge to you" means you're stuck with it; "interpersonal relationships" is a fight between kids; "ancillary civic agencies for supportive discipline" means call the cops; "Language Arts Dept." is the English office; "literature based on child's reading level and experiential background" means that's all they've got in the Book Room; "non-academic-minded" is a delinquent; and "It has come to my attention" means you're in trouble.

Learning is a process of mutual discovery for teacher and pupil. Keep an open mind to their unexpected responses.

Never mind the cream; it will always rise to the top. It's the skim milk that needs good teachers.

Education is not a product: mark, diploma, job, money-in that order; it is a process, a never-ending one.

But if there is such a thing as social commitment in literature, I think it must manifest itself in a reader's awareness of the human condition, in the writer's touching some common nerve ending. I think this kind of social commitment, like a lady's slip, should be there but it must not show.

The heart has its reasons; it's the mind that's suspect.

I feel no different than I felt at 99, 98 or 97. Just because you live a long time, you get all this attention. Just because you survived? Of course, I survived a lot.

The preciousness of every moment is emphasized with every tick of the clock. Isn't it a magnificent day today?

Mythology is studied in the school system because most of us come from it.