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My Unsung Hero: Tony Ludlow's Story

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[0] Hi there, Shankar here.

[1] We're about to celebrate Thanksgiving in the U .S. and we thought we'd mark the moment with a question.

[2] Who are you most grateful for?

[3] Maybe it's a family member or a dear friend, or maybe it's a stranger who helped you in a moment of crisis.

[4] Our sister podcast, My Unsung Hero, is all about stories of people like this.

[5] Thanksgiving happens once a year.

[6] Please subscribe to my unsung hero so you can feel the warm glow of Thanksgiving every week of the year.

[7] Today's story comes from Tony Ludlow.

[8] When Tony was in eighth grade at a school in Fort Smith, Arkansas, he had an English teacher named Cecil Holman.

[9] She was the first black woman he had ever had as a teacher.

[10] In fact, she was the first black woman with whom he'd ever had a conversation.

[11] She left such an impression on him that he still vividly remembers what she looked like.

[12] She was immaculately dressed and she wore kind of large floral print dresses.

[13] Everything about her said class and dignity and she had a particular perfume that she wore that just seemed to fit.

[14] That spring, she began to teach the class about poetry.

[15] And I started to tank.

[16] I hated it.

[17] His grades were falling.

[18] So Mrs. Holman told him he had to stay after school to get extra help.

[19] And I didn't like Mrs. Holman.

[20] I hated her for keeping me from being able to play sports.

[21] And so I was angry at her.

[22] Well, one day I said, I was just fed up.

[23] And I said, Mrs. Holman, I don't relate to any of this stuff.

[24] Poetry is stuff like girls would write.

[25] It's about daffodils and butterflies and stuff like that.

[26] unicorns.

[27] I don't relate to any of this stuff and I am sure that none of the male members of my family have any use for poetry.

[28] So the next day I had to go back to her class again and she handed me a book and she said, I want you to take this book and I put a bookmark in there and I want you to go home.

[29] I want you to read this poem and then, and this was on a Monday.

[30] Then on Friday, I want you to tell me what the poem was about.

[31] Well, I hated the whole idea.

[32] And so I reluctantly went home and opened the book to read Ulysses by Alfred Lord Tennyson.

[33] And it changed my life.

[34] And she started to give me more poems like that.

[35] I read Invictus and If and and Dulce at Decoramest and poems written by men about the lives that they were living, and it just absolutely changed my life.

[36] At the end of the school year, she went around the classroom and shook everyone's hand and said good luck next year and all of those things.

[37] And then when she came to me, she took my hand and she leaned in forward real close to me, and she said, Tony Ludlow, I expect greatness from you.

[38] And I had never heard anybody challenge me with that kind of thing in my whole life.

[39] Fast forward, after 10 years in the Marine Corps, I went to college when I was a double major in English and history.

[40] I majored in English because of Mrs. Holman.

[41] I never got a chance to tell her any.

[42] of these things.

[43] She passed away.

[44] The year I graduated from high school, I never knew it.

[45] I didn't know about her passing.

[46] But years later, many years later, in fact, just a few years ago, I connected with her niece, and we have become family.

[47] Sherry Tolliver is her name, and Sherry and I have become family because we both love Mrs. Cecil Holman, my eighth grade English.

[48] English teacher, my unsung hero.

[49] Tony Ludlow of Memphis, Tennessee.

[50] He went on to become a teacher of American history in English, and he taught for almost 20 years.

[51] For many more stories like this, be sure to follow our sister podcast, My Unsung Hero.

[52] I'm Shankar Vedantam.

[53] See you soon.