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	<title>Comments on: Teaching what?</title>
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	<description>Exchange Some Yellow!</description>
	<pubDate>Sun, 27 Jul 2008 01:20:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Green Girl</title>
		<link>http://flawedbutauthentic.com/2008/03/27/teaching-what/#comment-754</link>
		<dc:creator>Green Girl</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 30 Mar 2008 19:47:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I love this.  And I love that big orange zinnea at the bottom of this blog!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love this.  And I love that big orange zinnea at the bottom of this blog!</p>
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		<title>By: Laura Healy</title>
		<link>http://flawedbutauthentic.com/2008/03/27/teaching-what/#comment-749</link>
		<dc:creator>Laura Healy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 28 Mar 2008 14:17:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I hope I'm teaching that there is good in the world, that no matter how it seems at this moment, love is the most powerful force in the world.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I hope I&#8217;m teaching that there is good in the world, that no matter how it seems at this moment, love is the most powerful force in the world.</p>
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		<title>By: Nick M.</title>
		<link>http://flawedbutauthentic.com/2008/03/27/teaching-what/#comment-743</link>
		<dc:creator>Nick M.</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 27 Mar 2008 20:07:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Teaching is a gift that all-most all of us possesses in one way or another.  Everyone can teach something to someone else.  I never thought that i would become a teacher as i grew up and finished school, but when i got out of college i was approached by my friend who's parents started up a real estate marketing business.  They needed someone who would travel the country and train their clients on how to use the program.  I of-course took the job. Now i know that it isn't the typical definition of "teaching," but i definitely love what i do, and never thought that teaching would be so much fun.  Also, ironically, i am dating a 5th grade school teacher.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Teaching is a gift that all-most all of us possesses in one way or another.  Everyone can teach something to someone else.  I never thought that i would become a teacher as i grew up and finished school, but when i got out of college i was approached by my friend who&#8217;s parents started up a real estate marketing business.  They needed someone who would travel the country and train their clients on how to use the program.  I of-course took the job. Now i know that it isn&#8217;t the typical definition of &#8220;teaching,&#8221; but i definitely love what i do, and never thought that teaching would be so much fun.  Also, ironically, i am dating a 5th grade school teacher.</p>
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		<title>By: Kizz</title>
		<link>http://flawedbutauthentic.com/2008/03/27/teaching-what/#comment-742</link>
		<dc:creator>Kizz</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 27 Mar 2008 17:52:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You just re-wrote a version of my grandmother's eulogy. I remember my aunt saying, "...but what I realized is that my mom was really a teacher..." A eulogy written on the back of an envelope while driving down the highway and missing her exit, which could have turned into a truly terrible lesson.

I find that the best bosses and co-workers and friends and artists are good teachers, even if they don't know that's what they're doing.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You just re-wrote a version of my grandmother&#8217;s eulogy. I remember my aunt saying, &#8220;&#8230;but what I realized is that my mom was really a teacher&#8230;&#8221; A eulogy written on the back of an envelope while driving down the highway and missing her exit, which could have turned into a truly terrible lesson.</p>
<p>I find that the best bosses and co-workers and friends and artists are good teachers, even if they don&#8217;t know that&#8217;s what they&#8217;re doing.</p>
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