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— David Nino Rodriguez
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” Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing “
I want to share this true story. I did not write this. Across the world, wake up! (Names were changed to protect privacy.)
” When I was a HS sophomore – decades ago! – my World History teacher was Mrs. Smith, but we all called her Grammy. She was a slight woman, scarcely 5 feet tall, seemingly fragile, but full of vim and vinegar….you know the type. She could speak for hours about the Fall of the Roman Empire, the Inquisition, the Industrial Revolution, and the World Wars. She never sat while she lectured, never stood at a lectern, but moved around the room making eye contact with all of her students. She was demanding too, and I can’t remember how many papers were sent back to me because she would note “you can do better than this, Miss Thomas.”
One day during class, an office aid interrupted her lecture to hand her a note. She read it silently, apologized, and said she needed to leave the room. We knew it had to be important because Grammy stopped lectures for no one.
We sat in the room talking to one another when the door opened, and in walked Mrs. Jones, another teacher in our HS. She explained to us that Grammy had been faced with an emergency, a serious one, and it was questionable if she would even be returning to finish out the semester. We were stunned. Would we get a chance to tell her goodbye? Would we get updates, so we would know she was ok? Mrs. Jones assured us that we need not worry, that Grammy was safe but needed time away, and that the best thing we could do for her, and the best way we could show our devotion to her, was to be cooperative with her replacement. Mrs. Jones confirmed that she had been asked and had agreed to step in as Grammy’s replacement.
Cheer up, she told us, this could be a good thing. Other teachers still believed in endless homework and projects with deadlines and hard work. She would not bring that into our class. She believed in clean slates. If there were grades that we did not like, she could give us a chance to bring them up. She asked us what suggestions we had to make the semester a better learning experience. Someone mentioned that lectures were boring and we wanted more films. Done, she said. Someone else mentioned that a free day now and then would help us if we needed to catch up on work in other classes. She didn’t see a problem with that. She asked us how we felt about an end-of-semester party. Um, yeah, sounded very good to us. And on and on. Mrs. Jones listened intently and agreed to all of our suggestions, continually emphasizing that her concern was that we have a good learning experience and enjoy the semester. She also reminded us that we were lucky to not be sent out to other classes where we would be working to catch up, and that of course this was all for Grammy.
Near the end of the period, shortly before the bell rang, the door opened and Grammy sauntered in with her usual Grammy attitude. “How did they do?,” she asked. “Marvelous,” said Mrs. Jones. “They were completely in my hands.”
Grammy then faced us and said “And that, my students, is how a dictator takes over a nation. Not with guns or tanks or laws or mandates. They do it using false promises and gifts”
I can’t remember a lesson all through 12 years of public school that made such an impression on m~~e, and has stayed with me. “
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” We are among wolves in sheep clothing, many are being deceived.
Stay awake! And buckle up.
Put on the FULL armor of God, we are going to need it in the days to come. “
🙏 “
— Nino
Good Post!
‘WOLF IN SHEEP’S CLOTHING’
Wolves are roaming everywhere in America, but the people don’t know it.
AMERICA, WAKE UP!
Wow.
Excellent story.
I’m going to show that to my wife and 17yo daughter.
That’s great.
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Your post about Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing is all the more frightening as we read about the new tax bill. Gifts for everyone including illegals and those who have never worked but nothing for the workers. More and more every day we see the ranks of the takers growing.