Beautiful words, as always, thanks Meg. And I have absolutely how to make the world right. I've written to politicians and received carefully scripted responses, I've donated to relief organizations. But I feel so powerless in the face of the horrors of our time.
Thank you, Meg, for sharing this insightful reflection. Beautifully written and thought-provoking. I recall growing up with great fear, though for more abstract than direct threats. In elementary school, we small children sheltered in place under our classroom desks, an organized and government-recommended classroom preparation in case Russia dropped an atomic bomb on or near Emerson, Nebraska.
Good point! Yes, I was there as well, hovered under my desk. I recall writing a letter to Presidents Eisenhower & Krushchev, pointing out the absurdity of nuclear weapons (this was not a school assignment but something I took upon myself). In case they didn't know. I was 10.
So many memories flooded my mind and tears, my eyes, as I read this, Meg. Working with you all those years was so wonderful. It's a Christian, I have hope for the future and the world eventually made right. But I can do now is to be my best to love all people.
I feel much the same way when I go by one of my old schools each time I leave the house. Just before the pandemic, I filled in for a vacant AP position and found more things that had stayed the same than had changed. Security, yes, but lots of active middle school kids and caring staff. Jerry & I went to their production of Elf, Jr last week and it was a delightful production.
Beautiful words and a sentiment I share. I am so blessed to have taught in that funky neighborhood school with you. The world of education has changed and sadly I would not say we or the kids are safer for it but those are rumination's for another day.
Beautiful words, as always, thanks Meg. And I have absolutely how to make the world right. I've written to politicians and received carefully scripted responses, I've donated to relief organizations. But I feel so powerless in the face of the horrors of our time.
Yes, how to make a difference in the face of it all. Thanks for being there!
Thank you, Meg, for sharing this insightful reflection. Beautifully written and thought-provoking. I recall growing up with great fear, though for more abstract than direct threats. In elementary school, we small children sheltered in place under our classroom desks, an organized and government-recommended classroom preparation in case Russia dropped an atomic bomb on or near Emerson, Nebraska.
Good point! Yes, I was there as well, hovered under my desk. I recall writing a letter to Presidents Eisenhower & Krushchev, pointing out the absurdity of nuclear weapons (this was not a school assignment but something I took upon myself). In case they didn't know. I was 10.
Thanks so much for reading & responding!
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So many memories flooded my mind and tears, my eyes, as I read this, Meg. Working with you all those years was so wonderful. It's a Christian, I have hope for the future and the world eventually made right. But I can do now is to be my best to love all people.
Yes.
Thanks for reading & feeling & sending your thoughts, Cathy!
We were so lucky -- hard work but wonderful staff & wonderful times!
My best wishes to you!
I feel much the same way when I go by one of my old schools each time I leave the house. Just before the pandemic, I filled in for a vacant AP position and found more things that had stayed the same than had changed. Security, yes, but lots of active middle school kids and caring staff. Jerry & I went to their production of Elf, Jr last week and it was a delightful production.
Yes! Teachers & staff are dedicated, & students as lively & curious as ever! My grandson just started kindergarten & his days are full of good news.
Beautiful words and a sentiment I share. I am so blessed to have taught in that funky neighborhood school with you. The world of education has changed and sadly I would not say we or the kids are safer for it but those are rumination's for another day.
Thanks, Kasie! I'm so grateful that I taught when I did -- and slipped out the door before all the changes that have come since then!
If you're still teaching, I hope it's someplace wonderful that deserves you!!!