Little Women, Bieber, and Thou
As Smith, Buber, and Gerwig remind me, we cannot be fully actualized people to everyone we meet
As Smith, Buber, and Gerwig remind me, we cannot be fully actualized people to everyone we meet
11. Check your library account again and realize that your book is in transit, which means it is one step away from being in your grubby hands.
I began to cry at my kitchen table because despite all the bad calls I have made in the heat of the moment and the angry kids and my disappointment in myself and my frustration at the brokenness of an education system that underserves the students who need the support the most, I saw again that there was someone out there who was rooting for me.
I’ve been trying to reframe my perspective by picturing the internet as an attic—one that is full to the brim with all the stuff you couldn’t bear to throw away.
I began to evaluate and push back and question. How much was I erased as a student? Where did my own beliefs lie dormant as I absorbed others’ words?
I’m trying to lean into the messiness, letting myself engage grief in the middle ground.