When I was a sophomore in high school, I was involved with student government. We actually had a class devoted to Student Goverment. It had everybody who was an elected officer for 9th -12th grades. I ran for and was elected to the Sophomore Vice President position. It was taught by a teacher with the first name of Ken and I don't remember his last name. It was a fascinating class.
What I learned as a sophomore VP was what REAL goverment was, is, and remains today. It was and is all about checks and balances. No one person can control everything in our goverment.
Fast forward to Sutter's, our daughter's, eighth grade class. She ended up going to private school from that year through high school. She finally told us that another student had threatened her with scissors, in her 7th grade public school class. Smaller is better, as it turned out for her. She thrived in the 8-student, eighth grade class.
I met her teacher. He was new to the school as well. I introduced myself a…
(This post is NOT a commentary about Sheryl Sandberg's book, Lean In. )
I was watching a hawk soar the other day, off my balcony. It was morning and the sky was blue but calm. Well, it seemed calm to me but I wasn't soaring. The hawk was.
When I was learning to fly gliders, I thought we were towed up, and just glided to earth in 20 minutes after we released the line from a 3000 foot tow by the airplane in front of us. Mostly we were preparing for a landing at about 1000-1200 feet, hopefully touching down where we took off.
Don, my instructor, would show me what to do, and then I'd attempt it. But he was keeping us upwind of the field and was looking all around, while my focus was straight ahead.
As I was watching the hawk, its natural instincts were to lean in, to catch the rising air, sometimes with great effort, sometimes with minimal effort.
In life we have choices. We can either glide down or we can lean in...tilt/turn into the lifting wing, into the rising air. It…