Jeff Adams


My Favorite Teacher

March 30, 2010

Many thanks to all of you who jumped in with a word or two about your favorite teacher. Let me continue this theme with one more post. This is about my favorite teacher. Actually, I can think of several teachers who have been a positive influence on my life, but there is one that stands out – Dr. Pamela Peterson. She was my faculty adviser for Research and Inquiry Method at Trinity Theological Seminary where I did my Ph.D. If I remember correctly, Dr. Peterson was also on the faculty of the University of Arkansas at the time, while serving as adjunct faculty at Trinity Theological Seminary.

Anyone who has taken Research and Inquiry Methods knows that this can be a rather intimidating course, and it is almost always required before embarking on any major writing project at the Masters or Doctoral level. Dr. Peterson’s communication skills were excellent, and she always looked for ways to go beyond what was expected. As the course unfolded I became increasingly aware and somewhat terrified that the Ph.D. is a different kind of animal. All sorts of thoughts raced through my head as to why I couldn’t have chosen a “normal” doctorate. A Ph.D. is based on the scientific method and follows the very tight protocol no matter what your field of expertise. Dr. Peterson urged me to not just complete the requirements of the course, but to use it as a springboard for my dissertation. Though our contact was minimal, she knew how to maximize it in ways I would only fully appreciate later.

A Ph.D. dissertation rises or falls on the wording of the research question or hypothesis. One then selects a specific research culture from a handful that are officially recognized by the particular school. A mistake in one of these two steps can doom to failure or literally cause one to have to start over. To say I was overwhelmed would be an understatement. Dr. Peterson stuck with me even after I completed the course, encouraging me to  come to her with any questions. She walked me through the precarious process of formulating the research question and selecting the appropriate research culture. She guided me to formulate right conclusions rather than simply tell me what to do.

A Ph.D. candidate is assigned to a committee of scholars who must check off on every step that is taken. They must sequentially approve one’s initial research question and abstract, outline and first chapter, the types of measuring instruments to be used and all sorts of other checkpoints along the way. At some point they will undoubtedly say, “more statistical analysis, please.” I hated that! Finally, one gives an oral defense of the dissertation to the committee (think Great White Throne). Dr. Peterson was not on my committee; she was beside me (think Holy Spirit).

Somehow I survived, but without the caring guidance and counsel of Dr. Peterson, it’s hard to imagine what would have happened. She did not just wait for me to get in trouble; she intentionally reached out to me and offered her help and wisdom. By the way, I did thank her profusely. Did you go back and thank your favorite teacher?

  • Chris Stavig

    Jeff,
    This is a good thought provoking post, from two aspects for me, It is hard to nail down one favorite teacher but for me it would probably be Mr Droz. He was my shop teacher. Mr Droz always encouraged and challange d us to do our best on our projects. Being able to encourage and challenge is a fine balance. This past week I had an opportunity to student teach, I believe I was lacking on the encouraging part, I gave the students something to chew on spiritually, it was a Christian school, but as is per normal with sub’s kids think it is a vacation day, so much of the time was spent dealing with class clowns, disruptors. What is interesting to me is that you mentioned its hard to think what may have happened without her counsel and guidance. Recently I had to pick up a copy of my Jr and High School transcript to put some of that information on a job application, it was interesting to look back and see some of my grades (ouch!) the interesting part is that I had the same thoughts as you except from the opposite perspective. I actually thought, I wonder where my counselors were, if they had looked at it, they had not communicated with me to speak with me about some of those classes. What would have happened if they would have stepped alongside me??? We will never know as we unfortunately can never turn back time. Could my life have turned out differently. Look at your life now, because of Dr Peterson, you will move forward differently because of her, so your future will brighter because she stepped in, what would it have been if she had not stepped in to help you? We will never know because we cant turn back time. In your circumstance we can say Praise the Lord, she stepped in and reached out to you. Jeff how can we when we are at critical times move forward positively for the Lord and our families, if we do not have any mentors. How can a person get connected with a mentor? As for Mr Droz, I have thanked him, he came to my High School graduation dinner my family had in my honor, I thanked him then and saw him again a few years down the road and thanked him again. Honestly I don’t know if he is still with us. But when you ask the question He popped out to me.
    Thank you Jeff for you serving the Lord at KCBT I know that God has used you in my life! Thank You!
    Chris Stavig

    • http://www.kcbt.org Jeff Adams

      Thanks for the thoughts, Chris.

  • http://www.tinalewisrowe.com Tina Lewis Rowe

    I’m glad you had Dr. Peterson, who helped you with your Ph.D. But don’t forget—as I know you haven’t—Miss Carpenter (or some other first grade teacher at Roosevelt Elementary in Arkansas City, Kansas) who taught you to read. :-)

    • http://www.kcbt.org Jeff Adams

      Remember, I was in the fourth grade or so when I came to Roosevelt. Honestly, I can’t remember the name of a single teacher there. Was it trauma? :-) I do remember being terrified at being the new kid in school. We have moved from Independence, KS. I only remember that the teacher was a kindly old lady who tried to teach us a few words of Spanish. Prophetic? Now, Jr. High and beyond? MANY memories and many teachers – Phleider, Judd, Trollman, Reed, Rhine, etc. Many, many!