Must have a code that you can live by
And so become yourself
Because the past is just a good bye.
Teach your children well...*
Apparently our world was destined to be turned upside down today.
First, my quiet little corner of blogdom experienced an influx of collateral curiosity, and then we were given the chance to cherish a child from a new perspective.
The excitement of my friend unburdening himself of his Real Live Preacher pseudonym today is wonderful, but in truth the most exhilarating event of the day happened in a tiny eighth grade math classroom in Kerrville.
To watch my stepdaughter teach - to caringly cajole - to command respect...that was a watershed moment.
Amy and I sat quietly in the hardwood sadist designed classroom desk chairs which claim to inspire concentration, but we repeatedly traded glances betraying our mutual amazement.
.Our child is a Real Live Teacher.....and we both still don't understand algebra.
And you, of tender years,
Can't know the fears that your elders grew by,
And so please help them with your youth,
They seek the truth before they can die.
Teach your parents well...
* Teach Your Children- Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young
