I’ll answer this question honestly, but I’ll first misinterpret the question.
I’ll change it to the person I most appreciated in life.
That person was my 6th grade teacher. She was a former catholic nun turned atheist. She was 70 years old when I had her as my teacher. She was quick with a ruler and quick with a lesson. She never actually hit any kid, but my lord, when she thwacked that long ass ruler on a table, we all paid attention. Critical thinking was her passion, emphasis on science and facts over rhetoric were her bywords.
I didn’t look up to her, I didn’t want to be her. But her lessons were paramount in shaping my life from thence to this.
Ms. Wrech, I still remember you.
Everyone disappoints in the end. I try to avoid looking up to people. Easier than dealing with the disappointment of realizing they’re flawed humans just like I am, just like everyone else is.
I suppose. We are all just human though, and no one’s perfect all the time. i think that’s what makes those little good deeds noticable. The fact that we are flawed and some of us manage to be good people a majority of the time
