When I was a junior in High School, my math teacher Mr.Edwards posted in his classroom, “What Part Of NO don’t you understand.” Mr. Edwards wore a lab coat, loved math, and had bad breath, but he was inspiring. He loved to teach and loved to learn about his students. Over the summer, before I took his class, he read a theater review and interview on me in the local paper. I had no idea. At the end of my junior year, he had me stay after class and he said, “David, your not going to be a math teacher, I think we both know that, God has other plans for you, your here to act, and thank goodness, you passed the final by a slim margin, please stick to entertaining, and congrats on passing my class.” He smiled and gave me a hug.
It was the hardest year of my life at that time. Numbers, numbers, numbers. But Mr. Edwards would use acting as a way of helping me understand geometry. He was old school but loved his students. When they succeeded in class, a tear would roll down his eye in happiness. Then he would cover it up, by raising his voice and saying, “Okay everyone lets focus.” We all knew that he wanted us to succeed. There was no failure in his eyes, every time we made a mistake he was happy. He said, “Your getting closer.” One time after school with Mr. Edwards saw I wasn’t getting it, I started to cry, and he let me, he didn’t judge me, and he shared with me his life of not getting things all the time, that it took lots of trying, and he would end with, “David there is no such thing as failure, failure means your trying, so how can we fail when we are going for it. I would rather die doing math, then not doing it. Just like your acting, your doing it.”