January 31, 2011

  • teaching.

     

    i love teaching.

     

    to start with, i suppose, and on the ego side, teaching implies having knowledge of something worth sharing.

     

    of course, easy enough to have a sure stock of shareable knowledge, knowledge others will be interested in having shared, as a foreigner, and a holder of a coveted tongue.

     

    so in one corner, the stuff you know, or think you know, or can grapple with, with some kind of agility, and that someone else wants to learn.

     

    in the other corner, how to transmit it. in a way that connects and leaves a mark and stays somehow. this is the bit where you can hit or miss. the adrenaline moment. 

     

    in the middle, standing there waiting for the ambush on both sides, the student.

     

    i like the interplay of all these things. I like trying to make it work.

     

    I like helping to open doors.

     

    i like the whole door opening process.

     

    I like teaching.

     

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    i like writing. and also. mixing metaphors. 

     

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    i am teaching a great deal and writing, less.

     

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    hmmm.

     

     

Comments (2)

  • teaching also builds a monument to the teacher in the minds of the student if you are an exceptionally good – or bad – teacher. there are teachers from my childhood i still remember – some i can’t remember their name anymore but the lesson they taught me remains burned in my heart and soul – they touched my life. i’ve taught kids at various times in my life in scouts, church, and on my own like with Kurt or Mitch and I know that some of those kids will remember me and perhaps share that memory with their own kids and grandkids so that in a sense, i’ll live on well past my years. peace, Al

  • I hope I can be such a reflective teacher some day.

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