Once upon a time, so the story goes, probably sometime in the 1760’s, a
man was traveling through a village in Northern Ireland. (Perhaps in the
townland of Moybeg Kirley, near Tobermore, as Wikipedia indicates that’s where
the child in this story was born.) Hearing sounds of children at play, the traveler followed them
to a schoolyard. It was recess and the students were busy playing with each
other. All except for one little boy who was all by himself. Interested, the
man asked the playground supervisor if there was something wrong with the
child. She explained that he was the dullest boy in the whole school, couldn’t
learn, and basically amounted to nothing. Pained to hear such cruel words
spoken about a student, the man went over to the boy. Speaking cheerful, the
man assured the boy: “One of these days you’ll make a fine scholar. Don’t give
up. Try, my boy. Try.” That moment of encouragement triggered something in the
child’s mind. Adam Clarke did make a fine scholar, indeed. His Bible Commentary
was used for a couple of centuries. One contact. One person. And little Adam
found a spark of hope.
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