And I fear for her, since when I look into her downtrodden and detached eyes, I …
… I see me … Jose Vilson
At first read, and with Jose’s apparent intent, this is about fear, life, and overwhelming sadness.
On a larger level, this is about our connections as people, and points me toward hope for the future.
I inspire to do as Jose, to see myself in the eyes of my students, my colleagues, my friends, my not so friends, my supervisors, my elders.
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(That was fast yourself!)
There is emotion in this on so many levels. As I read your comment I see a reflection of your despair as a child in your despair with the business of our profession.
Yet, it is recognizing the despair that allows access to hope.
deep.
Reminds me, there’s always a rose growing out of whatever concrete. There has to be.
That was fast. Thanks. I was going for all the points you made precisely because our profession is becoming less connected with the students, a product of the business-minded attitude instilled within the systems.