Picasso was very opinionated, and he even had opinions on teaching, (which I found via Daring Greatly).
Each second we live is a new and unique moment of the universe, a moment that will never be again. And what do we teach our children?
We teach them that two and two make four, and that Paris is the capital of France.
When will we also teach them what they are? We should say to each of them:
Do you know what you are? You are a marvel. You are unique.
I've been saving it for months, in my folder of rough drafts, thinking about how to talk about teaching.
Then I read the accounts of what teachers did yesterday, in Newtown, CT, when a man shot 100 rounds of bullets and killed 28 people in an elementary school. The teachers had to save the kids. Kaitlin Roig described what she said to the kids when they were locked in a bathroom together. She is amazing. She assumed they would all die so she focused on helping them feel good about themselves in their last minutes. She told them the truth, that someone bad was on the other side of the door. She gave them a way to feel power: pray if you do that, or think happy thoughts. She gave them something to do with themselves, even if it is small. She stood children on the toilet to make room for more kids. She held them when they were crying. She told them she loved having them as her students. All while gunshots were just outside their door.
All my complaints about teachers wither in my brain when I picture Kaitlin Roig under pressure. I am humbled to see that she could do everything I would want a teacher to do, in just five minutes time.