Late yesterday, I stood on the empty playground at the foot of the tetherball pole, talking to myself about cutting the pole down. “That’s it!” I said. In my right hand, I held a hacksaw. The job I had in mind would require about five minutes. Even before yesterday, however, I had closed book on tetherball. […]
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Erased
This morning, I stood on the edge of the playground, watching kids interact. Recess flowed and children’s voices wafted in ways that gave me an inkling of a harmony arising from the middle of the earth. Seamless alignment between above and below. Then, a colleague of mine named Jacqueline, a principal from a school down the […]
Break
If I could lift a question up and hold high, it would be the one about breaking points. At what point does a child break? And, since breaks are sometimes brutal, what benefit comes of them? Couldn’t we sidestep them all together? For example: What good came of a fight just a block from the school […]
