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.
(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.
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.