10 Feb What happened to us adults?
It’s what I was wondering when I left St. Jude Elementary school today.
These kids were amazing!!!
They were so engaged.
Every single time I asked a question or for a volunteer, there were a sea of hands put up, and I couldn’t help but be energized and delighted by all of the enthusiasm! My struggle was, Ahhh, who do I pick?!
I started a countdown from 20, and kids voices shook the entire building by the time we got to 1! Someone even belted, “Happy New Year!!!” I began teaching them our theme song, and they were singing before I could finish the first verse! When I told them we didn’t have enough time to hear all of their answers about what made them unique, their faces saddened.
So, what happened to us adults?
Why did we stop putting up our hands with those pick meee! eyes? Why did we stop volunteering for class demonstrations? And why do we negatively label our engaged classmates or colleagues as ‘eager beavers’?
Something happened, perhaps an accumulation of experiences, and we started to believe that we had to be quiet, stop asking questions and just get through it with poise and composure.
Maybe it was pain, maybe it was someone that made us feel like who we are isn’t who we should be, so we became inauthentic and numb. Maybe it was what we were taught about adulthood and maturity, that when you become a certain age you have to act different. Maybe it’s our incessant worrying about what other people think, that if I open my mouth and contribute my opinion, I might not look good. And maybe it’s the fact that we’ve let the wrong sources influence our ideas about what looking good actually represents.
There are a lot of maybes. You might find the cause that resonates most with you.
But the effect sucks. And we’ve become boring.
And I’d like to return to childhood now!!!
So, thank you St. Jude Elementary school. I came to inspire you, but you inspired me.