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Cristino Alberto Gómez Luciano
Cristino Alberto Gómez Luciano
Dios bendiga a los maestros
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God blesses the teachers
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Today the day of the teacher in the Dominican Republic is celebrated. I want to extend a general congratulation to all the teachers of the country and the world, men and women.

I take advantage of east day to remember one of the conversations that I have had with my first teacher of the school, professor Sebastián Trejo Go'mez, better well-known like Radhamés in which it told me that he from very small dreamed about the office of the education, mainly when reflecting on the readings of the catechism, through which knew the Teacher, Jesus, whose example inspired to him.

Thus it was: professor Radhamés began to exert the function finished his formal race in the university not well, which he attended every Saturday. It was nineteen or twenty years old. Memory the day in which it fulfilled the twenty or veintiuno (my mathematical one still was not even very good), when her mother went to congratulate it back in the small school where he gave classes to the three first degrees. It was year 1991. “This is the daughter older mine”, said the professor. I, who then was four years old, was believed it until listening to say to him that she was his mother, Doña Jacinta Go'mez Pichardo.

Before I fulfilled the four years, and five my brother Welcome Luis, both we had been instructed by our parents in the reading, and with them we had also learned the numbers of the one until the one hundred. Our Brunilda sister Catherine had happened to third, but she had been victim, next to all its companions of course, of a brutal action that his previous professor exerted, who to the transferred being reduced two degrees to all the children.

I remember like now who the companions in the three degrees, as well as other neighbors, amused with me requesting to tell to me up to one hundred. Small boy, that initially attended like listener (a species of preparation later to enter first, because we did not have prestudent), took care of the classes of all the courses and in few days it would understand the mathematical operations and texts destined for those of the second and third course.

The professor presented/displayed my case to the scholastic district, then, in spite of the little age that he had, reflected Radhamés, that boy counted on the capacity to take normal classes with the other students; it is more, with those of the second degree. Indeed, in days the supervisor from the district would get at a to evaluate the situation, reason why Radhamés asked for my parents who let to me go with him to study some words. Thus it was. In the morning of a Sunday, in house they put clothes and shoes to me, helping itself with a handle of a spoon to be able to me to put these last ones, because profe came.

The means of predominant transport era “the eleven”, as we called familiarly when walking on foot. The Radhamés teacher took me to the shoulder during the hour that separated our house of hers. There it taught the numbers to me of three numbers and it gave a reinforcing me in the lectoescritura. Soon it did a dictation to me of numbers and words.

That same week was the visit of the distrital supervisor, who limited itself to request to me that he drew a small house in the slate. I was admitted next to Luis in the first degree.

From that first educative experience, I had in Radhamés an excellent example of which it is to be a true teacher… the one that shares what knows unconditionally, with vocation and gives.

Later I was student of other true teachers, like Ignacio Ferreira, Teodoro Muñoz, Manuel of the Saints (today passed away), Darío Núñez, among others. Each one of them has contributed much to my formation, and is pleasing to remember that they have contributed with the education of thousands of young people in our communities.

Each one of that we have lived the beautiful experience to be student we have in our memory, in addition to the knowledge who has contributed to us, the memories that help us to recognize the excellent work time and time again that has made our teachers.

Dominican congratulations in this and every day, teachers. God fills to them of blessings.

Cristino Alberto Go'mez
30 of June of the 2008

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