When Last Did Someone Correct You? (Part 2)

Thank you for allowing me to recommend a few everyday-life teachers to you. If you have not yet read  part 1 of this post, please check it out here for a good background.

Mrs. Disintegrating Families. There are numerous pieces of broken families in Mrs. D. Families' classroom for anyone to examine and learn from. Many families are broken because each member of the family had "I-don't-care" attitude(s). The husband, wife, father, mother and children were always right all the time. So everyone did their own thing and no one told anyone what to do. At first, they called it 'individual freedom' and 'personal space' until they realized that everyone cannot be right every time but it was too late. The family disintegrated and the members fell apart. Doesn't the rising number of disintegrating families teach us that you may be right most of the time but you can't be right all the time unless you are God? Doesn't it teach us that children who are left to themselves eventually become terrorists to their families, nation and world at large? While "having your own way" is not the only reason families fall apart, it is a major one. 

 
Mr. Greedy Potbellies. Whether the greed is for food, money, sex, power, position or fame, the lesson Mr. Greedy Potbellies teaches is the same -if you are greedy you will get busted. Many people have vomited their ill-gotten gains and they stand to teach anyone who is prone to greed that greed gets people busted.

When Last Did Someone Correct You? (Part 1)

I remember only few of my high school teachers but there is one that I will never forget. His name was Mr. Bob (not his real name). Mr. Bob was addicted to "correctness". I can hardly remember any student that got an 'Excellent' grade in his class. The best grade the best student got was "Ok" or "C" grade. If you missed as little as a "caps" at the beginning of a sentence or a "full stop" at the end, it was almost certain that you would do the whole work all over again. I thought he was cruel. I could not be any happier when it was all over and I don't think I miss him very much.

However, one truth stands out of my experience with Mr. Bob: While we do not need people to sit on our necks, pick our faults and tell us what we do wrong all the time, NOT having someone to correct us is far worse. I will explain with a story my mom often told to teach  her kids the importance of accepting correction. [.....]