|A good place to blow it off and have a nap|
Kids being kids, many of their lessons had to do with the simple things in life, like having fun.
At the end of my last year, my class went to a local water park for the day to celebrate our hard work together. While their work was mostly done, mine was far from over.
I brought year end tests to mark at pool side, and settled in to work while other lifeguards watched my charges. Occasionally I paused to see the kids laughing, screaming, and having fun, released from the demands and pressures of the school year.
Every once in a while kids would drop by the table I was at and take a break from the water slides.
One of those students was Lyndsay. "Hey, what are you doing Mr. Koep?" she asked with a perplexed look on her face.
"I'm marking the class's year end tests so I can do final report cards," I answered.
"Oh, Mr. Koep," she said, slowly shaking her head. "You should be having fun with us."
"But all this work..." I replied, while indicating the piles of paper covering the table in front of me.
"There is a time for work," Lyndsay noted, "but sometimes you have to blow it off. And now is one of those times."
There it was - wise words spoken by one of my 12 year old tutors taking advantage of a teachable moment. How could I argue? She was right.
I packed up all my work and banished it to the dark depths of my backpack, never to be seen again. Well, not until later that evening anyway.
|Sleeping in the grass|
Lyndsay's lesson was ten years ago, and I thought of it again today while out for a hike in a local park. While traversing a large open field of tall grass, I took the opportunity to blow it all off for a few moments of spontaneous, blissful stoppage.
I stopped walking. I squatted in the grass. I felt the ground beneath me. I sat down. It felt good, so I laid right out on my back. I looked up at Linda who was sitting next to me, and up further into the depths of the blue cloudless sky.
I fell asleep.
Lyndsay, you were so right. Sometimes you have to blow it off.