We are now in the final push to the end of the semester and with it comes all the craziness that December brings. Sometimes, what the students will remember most about school, are the times their teacher gave them compassion, consideration, or even the figurative swift kick in the pants. Thinking back to my days in high school, I had many teachers that did the latter, but none more than Mr. Rose. Mr. Rose was my 12th grade English teacher and is the reason I have a representation of Sisyphus in my office. You see, Mr. Rose taught the mythological Greek story in class and for me, it was far from engaging. About 4 years ago, I was notified by my parents of the passing of Mr. Rose. On the same day, I saw the statue in a Home Goods store. I immediately thought of Mr. Rose and how difficult he made my life as Senior in high school. I still don’t know why, but I was compelled to make the purchase. There is one difference between Sisyphus in Greek mythology and the statue on the table. The statue has someone helping Sisyphus roll the boulder up the hill. My interpretation is that we all have our own boulder to roll and help, in whatever form, is appreciated. Thank you Mr. Rose, lesson learned. Job well done. Enjoy your weekend. Go Pups! (cue Beatles: Here Comes The Sun)
