The local High School where my daughter goes (a school I absolutely love; with so many resources and top notch teachers and a great student body regardless of the hate speech scrawled on the bathroom walls last year) is building a community forum to address where funding should be allocated for future learning spaces. I would love to join.
I envision a space much like a continuation school where you’d have a comfortable and quiet learning environment where students had free space and time to progress at their own speed with tutors/teachers available (in the class) for when they expressly need guidance or nudging. I thrived in a continuation school environment where I failed pretty miserably (academically) in normal high school settings.
I did ok in college; hit and miss. Some classes like biology (which fascinated me) came a bit easier where philosophy (which I thought I’d love, I absolutely hated…. I’ll red herring you buddy; don’t point that finger at me).
Anyway. No point there.
But I envision a think tank sort of environment where kids could teach each other and themselves on their own and lead/work projects together in science and technology applications. It sounds amazing to me. Would probably cut the drop out rate too. But the school district already has a fabulous Art & Technology High School that I was told was smaller and more individual focused. So maybe the need I speak of has been filled.
I want to participate in life in so many ways. I want to be friends with the world and just help make the world a better place in the ways I think I know about. In a finite world I recognize my fragile existence. That’s the song that first played on my playlist today for me. Fragile – Sting.
It resonated with me this morning. Don’t ask me why.
The way I see it:
I can only do what I do. Because I can only know what I know. I can only move forward in the directions I see or I can just step and have faith all will be ok. The latter provides the most comfort for me interestingly enough although logically would seem to provide no real foundation; right? This is where spirituality isn’t always logical. It’s where hope and faith come in. I think all God asks is that you just try or like Cardi B says “I’ve been down 9 times but I get up ten”.
—–Just read that California legislators announce a bill to ban stores from selling flavored tobacco products to try and curb teen use. If teens are anything like I was (aka idiots) they will want it more in sheer defiance. Wonder what the statistics say about it. Will it just transfer sales to the black market. I assume for the kids already addicted they will either keep buying whatever they can buy, however they can or quit? Not like quitting is easy.
Quitting smoking is an entire industry for a reason. I wonder if colon hydrotherapy would help with nicotine cravings. Theoretically I don’t see why it wouldn’t since it helps other cravings. Of course I’m talking microbial cravings. Hmmmmm. Worth thinking about maybe? (Just notes to myself. Don’t mind me. Just ruminating).