Hey, folks. I had just penned over 350 words about the importance of where we get our pedagogical influences as teachers. And as I was writing it, I felt my thoughts and opinions twisting and turning to the point of agreeing and disagreeing with everything I was saying.
I deleted it all. I was not being fair to myself or others.
Instead, I wrote the following poem that I hope captures my thoughts and feelings a bit more humbly. I hope you enjoy.
“Where We Find Inspiration: An Educator’s Search”
I have found inspiration on the pages of the latest “best-selling” educational tome,
but 90% of that book bounced right off my dome.
I have found inspiration in that kid that called me an asshole,
realizing that some of my practices needed some quality control.
I have found inspiration from my passionate educator friends
who have molded my classroom more than they could possibly comprehend.
I have found inspiration from a cliche on the wall,
picking up a book promoted by a player of professional basketball.
I have found inspiration in a nice word from my boss
and from that kind woman in the lunch room eating too much apple sauce.
I have found inspiration from documentaries on Netflix
and in the creative ways that I’ve found to use worn chopsticks.
I have found inspiration in the food that I eat
but also a bunch from the shoes on my feet.
I have found inspiration in films, comics, television
and even the intricate illustrations of cell-division.
I have found inspiration in the critique of my work
at 2 A.M. from the hotel desk clerk.
I have found inspiration down the aisles of craft stores
and on crappy reality television dance floors.
I have found inspiration in the wisdom of my wife
who has offered so much she is beyond a rhyming word.
Of course this is only the start of my rant,
for I forgot to mention the confident fire ant.
But rest assured inspiration is all around
as you sculpt and create your educational battleground.
I hope you enjoyed this and find inspiration to share where you have found some of your inspiration.