I recently got back from a trip to Germany for my brother's wedding. It was quite an international affair. There were friends and family from all over the globe - quite literally.
When I got home, I called my high school German teacher to say thanks. She would always say to us, "You'll never know when you need to know this." She was so right. We were in an area that had once belonged to the Soviets as East Germany. I think my sister-in-law's family was the only English speaking group in the village.
One night we, the under 40s, went out for dinner. They weren't used to seeing English speakers much less a table full of Americans. We provided them with an evening of entertainment.
Another day, I was making my way to Berlin via the train from Chemnitz. The lady who sold me the tickets spoke a little English to me with the unspoken understanding that I would speak German to her. However, I got off at the wrong station, and the man at the help point didn't speak English at all.
If it hadn't been for the wonderful teachings of my German teacher I would be hungry and lost in Germany right now. Then I start to think of all the teachers I've had. While I might not use Trigonometry on a monthly basis, there were skills learned along the way that I have been able to put into daily application. They taught me how to think things out, keep a clear head, speak properly and project my voice, view questions from many angles before making a decision, and so many more lessons. Where would I be if not for their teaching. I might not physically lost or hungry, but I might be psychologically and spiritually.
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