That’s the real trouble with the world, too many people grow up. -Walt Disney
As much as I love my current job, I will admit the one thing I really, really miss from my past life as a teacher is having the opportunity of working every day with children. It’s not that some of the adults I work with now do not act like children, they do. Seriously, that attitude is absolutely not what I miss. It’s the loss of using pure imagination to create and understand what is happening around you that seems to disappear when you are surrounded only by “adults”.
Only a child sees things with perfect clarity, because it hasn’t developed all those filters which prevent us from seeing things that we don’t expect to see.
– Douglas Adams, Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency
I miss the creativity, the vision and the acceptance of the abnormal you can lose yourself in when working with and teaching children. Everything is a little amazing and nothing is beyond belief from a child’s perspective. Refrigerator boxes become castles and kingdoms where battles ensue and the destroyed landscape is simply rebuilt with more boxes in a matter of hours. Every day is a scientific experiment. Water flow is diverted to build lakes, snow is piled to build homes, ants and other tiny creatures are examined to create a life size replica of their world. How amazing it is, their world. How amazing is their imagination.
Truly wonderful the mind of a child is.
– YODA, Star Wars Episode II
I had guests visiting my home a few weeks ago and they brought me to my balcony to witness what was apparently a coming of age cultural event for boys in Nepal or at least in my neighborhood. I am not sure what all was involved in the boy event. There were tents, cooking, weird tree teepees and lines of things happening.
There are children playing in the street who could solve some of my top problems in physics, because they have modes of sensory perception that I lost long ago. – J.Robert Oppenheimer
However, what I found more interesting was what the girls were doing. Apparently, not to be left out they had created and built by themselves a variety of courses and activities that required blind folds and hitting things with sticks, tunnels, board walks and old tire courses. It was quite lovely to watch. The enthusiasm that these girls exhibited during these relays was contagious. I really did want to join in. The imagination they used to build this course was kind of awesome. I don’t even know what the water challenge was about and I think that might have been the only one I didn’t want to participate in..though I would have loved to have gotten a closer look at. I’m sure this course could have taught me a few things about myself and about the children in my neighborhood.
I love the imagination and creativity that seems to have gone into the building of these challenges. I loved going to school in an era where imaginatory (made up word) teaching was prized and I am thankful for that. Here’s to remembering the power and value of imagination. Here’s to re-learning why bringing imagination back into our lives is so important. Here’s to parents supporting their child’s imagination.
I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living, it’s a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope. Which is what I do, and that enables you to laugh at life’s realities.
The Student Teacher Writing Challenge from the daily post fit right in with my mood. Needed a little creative writing, teaching, thinking to pick me up. Check out some other posts I found inspiring.
- Lessons Without Walls – Joan T. Warren
- Horse Lessons – Icelandica
- Do Smart Phones Make us Dumb? – The intrinsickness
- It’s a beautiful world. – Love Happy Notes
- My Child, My Teacher – Master of Something
- Student, Teacher – Mallory Kessen
- I am not broken teacher – spirit grind
- A letter in Trees – eternal domination
- Ido – Attempted Human Relations
- Student Versus Teacher – Morpethroad
- Imagination Exercise – Alien Aura’s Blog
- Things Movies Have Taught Me – Lead us from the Unreal to the Real
- Teacher – I am a writer yes I am
- One Step at a Time – The intrinsickness