Anyone else live in their own delusional world where we believe we are something other than what we are? As one of the “young” people caught between the end of the baby boomers and the beginning of the generation X’ers, I’m always trying to consider myself younger than I am. It’s someone else who is growing old, not me.
Of course, 8 year olds have a way of bursting that bubble. Not long ago I was reading to some third graders my story about the importance of educating oneself – that learning and freedom are about more than what one is told to learn or told to think. However, before we started, the very first thing they needed to know was how old I was. Being female and just vain enough that I wasn’t about to tell them, I skirted the issue, “I’m older than you.”
Was that enough? No, they wanted an answer. I swear kids make the most amazing sales people. They never let up until they get what they want. So, they kept asking, “Are you older than 30?” “Yes.” “Wow! Are you older than 40?” “Yes.” “Whoa.” Their teacher rolled her eyes and with a sheepish grin just shrugged her shoulders.
So, after several more pointed questions, I finally told them how old I was. The boy next to me looks up at me with these really big eyes and goes, “Wow! My grandmother is almost that old.” …. Oh, thanks I needed that.
The moral of the story for everyone who plans to involve themselves in our educational future, don’t take yourself too seriously. The 8 year olds are smarter than us.
(Please note: The names have been changed to protect the humorous. More stories and strategies to help students achieve their potential can be found on Kathy’s site: EmpoweringLearners.com.)