From The Desk Of The Retired Teacher
Summer has been good, surprisingly enough; covid and the pandemic not with standing. From a quick trip to be with family in Dallas for one of my granddaughter’s graduations. She’s a rising 9th grader. High school here she comes! We’re building memories. I’m all about that! Then a few sub days in June, ending the school year. And subbing in the ECs and kindergarten in their summer transition program. Three weeks in kinder! I know, I know, for me I won the jackpot.
It’s also been a summer of birthday celebrations, time with friends and time to reflect, as well. It’s been crazy hot here in Los Angeles so my walks have been curtailed. This week I decided to venture out earlier to beat the heat. Didn’t realize how much I missed my wanderings and looking closely!
And so to my ruminating (not perseverating, just thinking deeply about the precipice that occurs in life, more than once, I’ve concluded. From Merriam-Webster: definition of precipice 1 : a very steep or overhanging place 2 : a hazardous situation broadly : BRINK
For the most part we look at a precipice in a gloom and doom perspective. The definition itself tells us beware, watch what you’re doing, watch where you’re going! The uncertainty, the danger, do we dare? A defining moment along our journey. But I posit some precipice we encounter are exhilarating, hope filled with moving forward, change, that leads to further accomplishments and growth: more learning, making a difference, right? Scary, sure, that’s what makes me wonder what we may have given up because fear overwhelms. Courage, resilience and trust the companions when facing the precipice.
I remember reading years ago in a psychology class, a study about the Visual Cliff Here and Here Just two sites I found interesting to share. It’s stayed with me and I thought of it all these years in terms of “trust.” A child’s trust built on love and experience that there is someone to care for them to be the guardian of their future. That love that nurtures us over the years, that encourages us to find our way, to forge our dreams, is how we navigate the precipice, the stumbling block that occurs, without warning, at times. And yes I know that’s not everyone’s story. And the sadness is tempered hoping that maybe we (family member, teacher or friend) can be there, along the way.
School is starting. My teacher role never far behind in my reflections on my blog. The pandemic, we can’t deny, is the precipice we all face now. How we face it, what we do and the outcome will only be known in the years ahead. We can do our part. We all know that. If not for ourselves, then for the kids. Giving them a leg up to face their own precipice with trust, courage and resilience.
I’d love to hear from you and how you’re facing life in this junction.
A brisk walk in the neighborhood a few years ago.