I made this primitive doll for my Computer Instructor who volunteers her time and teaches us for free. Ive taken 3 consequtive weeks with "Sharon" and signed up for another session.
I made her about 21 inches tall, black floss hair, a muslin apron, and blue print dress, with a primitive bag w/ a star handstitched on it, and its full of moss w/ a crow sitting in it. I grunged a tag that says "Primitive Blessing" I hope she likes it and remembers how her time, patience, & passion for teaching helped inspire me to celebrate mine and bless her as shed blessed me!
It certainly didnt seem enough when at the end of this session she asked us if we'd be willing to answer a few questions on her evaluation sheet that she needed to submit to her boss. I was a little disappointed & saddened that the other 2 students thought it was funny and or sufficient enough to answer just "yes" to the questions on this sheet, so they could scoot out of there.
Were these classes good?
Would we refer others?
Was there anything we felt we'd like to learn more about?
Did we have enough one on one attention?
Was the instructor patient?
The others didnt see or perhaps care enough to see her expression drooped a little when all they did was give minimal answers. I could tell she felt stung! I mean this woman went above and beyond the call of duty for us. Our clases were only supposed to run for an hour, yet Sharon always asked us if it would be alright if we went over an extra half hour? I mean all she wanted to do was make sure we were learning and learn we did. She always made sure we left feeling satisfied in whatever wed learned during each class.
I just couldnt recieve her gift of knowledge with a one word answer. Im going to write her boss a thank you note for the excellent quality of computer time we all recieved. I also know being the Town Librarian and Historian, that perhaps shed enjoy recieving a handmade primitive doll that I made for her in appreciation for the 3 weeks of excellent instruction on the computer.She also encouraged and invited us back for a few more weeks after we took a week break. Everyone signed up, yet no one thought to express their gratitude in this "gimme gimme... my names Jimmy" world we live in!
I walked in that first day and I was sick, pale, had on my leather jacket, wild red hair all over the place from the windy walk, torn jeans, tattoos, and pierced nose and she never once seemed to judge me or care...only that I was there to learn. I was sooo excited & grateful to learn, I sat up front raising my hand, taking it all in, and acting like Nellie Olson on Little House on the Prairie! LOL
I just think its time we begin remembering how important it is to honor those who lighten our load. I am so sick & tired of my community, our society, as a whole acting as if no one cares. That good customer service or recognition doesnt matter when it does. Sometimes just a smile and a thank you makes my day so much sweeter. Ya know, I want to surprize Sharon because after those lame answers on her eval. I could see her spirit take a dive for a minute before she revived herself. I want her to know that what she did for me mattered in a big way. Because Nice Matters!