Quiet Lessons in a Cup of Tea | Rashmi Swarup

Over 40 years ago, I walked into my first classroom as a teacher. 34 pairs of curious eyes looked at me. My heart raced and my stomach fluttered. In that moment of doubt, a picture from the past flashed across my mind. It was a teapot, a teacup. And I heard the echo of my father's words. steep with purpose, pour with care, give the gift of time. That memory gave me courage. I smiled at my young learners, unaware that this was the beginning of a journey that would change my life forever. These three lessons ...