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The Waking

I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
I learn by going where I cannot go.

We think by feeling. What is there to know?
I hear my being dance from ear to ear.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.

Of those so close beside me, which are you?
God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there,
And learn by going where I have to go.

Light takes the Tree, but who can tell us how?
The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair;
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.

Great Nature has another thing to do
To you and me; so take the lively air,
And, lovely, learn by going where to go.

This shaking keeps me steady. I should know.
What falls away is always. And is near.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I learn by going where I have to go.



--Theodore Roethke






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Saturday, January 18, 2003  
Always the Teacher

As Carl pointed out, I'm still teaching. When I retire, I'll have to say I'm a recovering teacher, but I'm not sure I'll ever get over it. Somehow it was never enough for me to just know something. I had to tell others about what I learned or discovered. Then it was so much fun to watch students discover things for themselves and really exciting when they made observations I hadn't thought about before. They usually told me to calm down and laughed because I was so thrilled and encouraged them to dig deeper and say more. If you are ever uncertain about personality flaws, fashion do's and don'ts (mostly don'ts), comedic material, opinions, and any other facet of your life, just teach school. They seem to think we are standing before them waiting to be critiqued. If only they paid as much attention to what we're trying to teach them!

Another blog I've linked is Dictated But Not Read by an Atlanta lawyer whose writing is always intelligent and thought-provoking. She's around Brian's age. I didn't ask her permission to link her site, so I hope she doesn't mind.

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