Monday, March 21, 2011

Teachable Moments

An excellent teacher possesses the ability to design a lesson plan that includes appropriate learning activities and to maintain a certain momentum in the classroom.  According to Jon Saphier & Robert Gower, another trait of a skillful teacher is the ability to handle intrusions upon these well-laid plans with flexibility. (from The Skillful Teacher: Building Your Teaching Skills)  Most skillful teachers would agree that often these intrusions are actually opportunities to jump off the treadmill-- to leave aside objectives and benchmarks, to address the most pressing concerns of their students-- to share a life lesson that may not otherwise be covered by the curriculum. I like to call these intrusions "teachable moments."

Lately, I have enjoyed more than my fair share of teachable moments while watching Glee with my daughter.  A few weeks ago, the writers attempted to tackle the topic of teenage drinking in both the story line and the music, but left me-- and I suspect many other parents-- in the position of discussing my own opinions about alcohol consumption with my child long after the credits and final commercial aired.  The following week's episode centered on teenage sexuality.  I spent the better part of the evening unable to enjoy the music as I composed my opening remarks for our follow-up discussion.  Fortunately, I was not so lost in my own script-writing reverie that I missed the true teachable moment two-thirds of the way into the episode, when a heterosexual father had "the talk" with his gay son. The dad's lines were written with such artistry and delivered with such sensitivity that my own words vanished from my mind as I listened intently.  Then they cut to commercial, and the pressure to seize a teachable moment soared.

"Ask her a question," a voice inside my brain whispered.  

"What did you think of Kurt's dad?" I asked her from the other side of the couch.  

"He was amazing," she replied. "He's the parent everyone wishes they had."

No kidding.  It was that good.  I wondered whether I could download a transcript and save it for future use with my son.

Last week, the ultimate teachable moment was delivered by Glee.  I had certainly been anticipating the gay character's first kiss, as the storyline has been leading toward it for more than a season.  I fully expected that it would be handled realistically and sensitively, and it was, perhaps even more so than many of the heterosexual kissing intrusions to the plot.  I was completely unprepared, however, for my daughter's response.  

In the thirty seconds of tender dialogue following the kiss and leading toward a commercial break, my mind began racing toward the teachable moment. I knew just what I wanted to communicate to my child about love, exactly what values I wanted to impart about sexual orientation. I lowered the volume as they cut to commercial and turned my entire body sideways on the couch to make eye contact with my child.  But before I could open my mouth to formulate a coherent phrase, she spoke.  "That was so sweet," she said.  "Kurt waited a long time for his first kiss."

"Yes, he did," I replied, nodding.

And that was all that needed to be said.  The skillful, teen-aged teacher had seized upon the teachable moment, sharing a life lesson with her mother that might have otherwise been overlooked:  Parents impart their values to their children every day, in a thousand teachable moments, over the course of a lifetime.  I learned that I had achieved my curricular objective without need of an intrusion.  That was so sweet.

Monday, March 14, 2011

There are places I remember...

Do you have a soundtrack of your life? You know, songs that play in your mind at certain times or memories that are deeply associated with particular music? Maybe it’s only me…

I recently visited a place that I used to frequent a number of years ago, and there I saw some people who I now see only periodically.   Both the place and the people are still a part of my life, but not my everyday life.  What a delight to return to a place that feels like home and to rekindle friendships from a previous time!

I found that my spending the weekend there not only evoked a case of nostalgia, but it also activated my soundtrack: The Beatles' song "In My Life" has been popping into my head during these past few weeks, as I reflect on my affection for people and things that went before.


 


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Monday, March 7, 2011

Tehilah la-Avodah: A Psalm in Praise of Meaningful Work

I just received a small slice of perfection in the form of a perfectly-worded question.  I had asked a fellow author, whom I recently friended on Facebook, whether he thought I should pursue a job opportunity about which I am ambivalent.  His reply was stunning, both in its simplicity and its brilliance.  He asked me: “What can you do to create a path for yourself so that you can do the work you love?”

I am so grateful for his reminder that I must embrace the process of my work. I am mindful of this lesson when I wear my potter’s jeans and use my artist’s brain. But sometimes because of the pressure to achieve financial security from my writing—when I am wearing my writer’s lenses and using my author’s brain I simply forget to focus and live in the moment.  

So, now I am logging off to follow the path to the work that I love. I am responding to an urgent need in this moment to write in my notebook, because writing long-hand is a completely different experience and gets totally different results from composing at the computer keyboard. Then I will head to the basement to the glazing table, where more than a dozen pieces of pottery await my attention.   

Zeh hayom asah Adonai – nagilah v’nismikhah bo: Today is the day God created – let’s sing and rejoice on it! 


Tuesday, March 1, 2011

B'nai Horin - Children of Liberty

It has been said that no one was ever moved to change because of a pie chart or bar graph. 

What can have a more powerful effect on us than facts and figures? Myths and legends, the stories that we tell about our lives, can inspire us to change.  A well-told story contains ideas about morality, justice and truth, translated from grand and abstract ideas into a compelling narrative.  Such stories have the power to move us. 

These stories told through music have the power to redeem us.

Music awakens us, allows us to hear each other.  Ideas can be grand, facts can be weighty; yet words alone often fail.  Music, however, communicates deeper truths.

This brief video shares a story: A group of Israeli friends wanted to communicate their feelings to their Egyptian neighbors, so they got together and recorded a song they called “Children of Liberty.”  I have no doubt that they chose music as their mode of expression because they knew that the sounds of their instruments and their voices would cleanse the ears of their listeners, washing away political slogans and negotiations, hostilities and struggles.   Then their music could fill the hearts of their listeners and transform their souls.