the Art of Waiting 250 words

the-waiting-gameI started this a couple weeks ago.

But poetry, even bad poetry, is more difficult than counting out 250 words so there was some… waiting.

Teaching makes me think about waiting from the other side.  Not like Jonah sitting in the whale’s belly, or Buddha under a tree doing nothing.  Teaching makes me think of waiting as the purposeful time between actions.  More like the civil rights lunch counter sit-in,McCain-obit-3-master675

 

 

 

or standing stalwart in front of tanks at Tiananmen Square.Tianasquare

It is much harder to describe. But mastering waiting means using that time between actions to set the course for the next action.

I firmly believe that great educators are great waiters.

Never try to out wait teachers:

They are masters of the waiting arts;

  • Pregnant pauses
  • Averted glances
  • Awkward silences

Master teachers wield with patience and calm

Undeterred by defiant sweaty palm

Where mere mortals will push through or call a victim out

A teacher will hold and force the dormant thoughts to sprout.

Seconds tick by, each carefully;

  • Sweated
  • Stewed
  • And Stirred

While the educator calmly waits unperturbed and cool.

Time is never wasted, too precious is that in school.

They watch for fidgeting fingers or a curiously itching head,

Those brave enough to struggle, those that left the problem dead;

  • Ripe with contemplations
  • Seasoned with frustrations
  • Asked in expectations

The answers’ rightness or wrongness are nothing but a ruse

It’s the learning the teacher awaits and will not refuse.

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