Are there heroes?

Found another blog entry to make a really long comment on. The person was talking about there rarely being any world shaking ways to be a hero. And very few heroes.

I disagree. Some of this I commented there. But I am adding more here.

I think that there are far more opportunities to be a hero than you discussed in the longer paragraph. A hero is saving/helping one person in an extraordinary way. There are probably thousands of heros in the town you live in. Even if they aren't always heroic and they aren't pictured in anime.

Although many of them are dying, there are heroes from World War II still around. There are hundreds and thousands of firemen and police officers, of paramedics and doctors, of nurses and friends who were there at the right moment to save someone. Maybe not even from death.

Two hero stories from my family that you have never read of.

First, when my mom was 7 she was run over by a car. The doctors wanted to amputate her leg because she got gangrene in her foot. The nurse working the case went to my grandparents, working people who were not influential in the town, and told them that she could save my mother's leg, if they would let her do it her way. They did. She did. She never worked as a nurse again. The influential of the town didn't like her interfering in several sticky situations. She is a hero, and I don't even know her name.

A retired kindergarten teacher with grown children heard about my mom, a seventeen year old mother of two, with a son the doctors had sent home from the hospital to die. They didn't want him to raise the morbidity rates for their hospital. So Jeanette came to my mom, never having even seen her before, and offered to help. She nursed my brother and fed him with an eyedropper every half hour for weeks until he was “viable” to operate on. He's forty this year.

Heroes don't have to save the world. Just one person.

Sometimes, though, they save more than one person. Like Flight 93 in Pennsylvania on the 11th of September, 2001.

military guy at the Pentagon

red bandana man saves 18


Anyway, I don't know a lot of heroes personally. But I've met Jeanette as an adult. And no one would know she was a hero. So, maybe, I know a lot of heroes. I just don't know what they did.


I am about to rant, so if you aren't up for that, feel free to exit and go visit elsewhere.

First rant:
I was at work today, all my places of work, actually, but now I refer to the college. I was in seeking information from the secretary. (Off the topic, I am not sure how it happens but two of the most helpful people I know are both English dept secretaries. I wonder if there is a personality profile that goes with the job?)

Another teacher came in. She asked if I taught at public school during the week, since I only teach at the college on Saturdays. I replied that I homeschool. I saw her face go blank. It wasn't as bad as if I had said I spend my weeks in jail, but there was something there.

It reminded me of a friend who left her public school teaching job to become a full-time mother. When she was in a car wreck (the other driver's fault), she was asked what she did. She said she was a mom. The officer wrote down “unemployed.”

To her, that was a slap in the face to her degree and her decision. I have no idea how the officer meant it. But she felt that it negated what she did. “Unemployed” is not the same as “lazy, shiftless,” but to many of us it seems that way. I think he could have written “mom.” Maybe even “not employed presently.”

What is employed? For my main job, I don't get paid. But I'm not a drain on society. I am adding value to two future members of society. I am teaching them.

Second rant:
When people ask me what I do, when I don't know them, I tell them I teach college. (I do. I've done it full-time for four years and part-time for five years now.) I've also taught public school, private school, and homeschoolers.

I should, I am sure, take every opportunity to educate the public on homeschooling. But I still haven't convinced my parents it's a good deal. I don't want to take on the rest of the world.

I've thought through homeschooling. Believe me, I've thought it through. Sometimes I think it through four or five times a day. It goes something like this, “They're whining. If they were in public school, they wouldn't do that because of the peer pressure. So, if I sent them to public school they would get an education and not whine. I could go back to work full-time and still work around their hours. I could bring in enough money that we could get our debts paid off and hubby might be able to scale back at work or look for another job.” But mostly, it's just because I get so frustrated trying to be Mom and Teacher both.

I know that some parents have their kids call them “Mr. or Mrs. Whatever” when they are in school and Mom and Dad otherwise. I know some parents have a special room that is only used for education and they never leave that room as Teacher. They're never in that room as Mom and Dad. (I'm not quite sure how I would manage that. I think we use every room in our house for school, except the bathrooms and the boys' bedrooms.)