Do you watch the show, "What would you do?"? Admittedly, I do not. But I think about situations like the ones they pose. I wonder if I would stand up for the common man. I wonder if I would have the guts to stand up for a stranger.
Then, the devil on my other shoulder tells me to shut my mouth. It tells me to mind my own business, don't judge, etc.
Yesterday, a discussion on Facebook ensued about the worth of teachers. People I don't know called them "babysitters" and said that "anyone can get a license to teach". Now, I'm a speech therapist. But I do teach. I teach kids to talk. I also have a talented sister who is a teacher.
So I opened my big fat mouth and commented that I thought that their remarks were offensive and disrespectful.
Should I have opened my mouth? Maybe not. The conversation was deleted shortly thereafter and I felt a pang of guilt that I might have overstepped my bounds. But I felt strongly that I wanted my sister and teachers like our beloved Mrs. Strom and Mrs. Shaide to know that I respect, value, and am amazed at the hard work they do to enrich my child's life.