It nestled in a universal womb,
The question we all feared to ask
But one girl raised her hand and spoke
With tender trepidation and
She raised those questions in the silence
Of a room all filled with doubter,
People too afraid to move.
And with those words that rolled
From her lips, so steady and assured,
She set the ball off rolling
Until it gathered speed and made
A bang for all the world to hear,
A firework flower for us to love each day.
I read on Twitter that every great idea starts with a question, and it really resonated with me as I scrolled. As someone who likes to hear ideas this is such a lovely thought. The thought that someone in my classroom might spring an idea that could change the world is kind of thrilling.
One of the saddest things about teaching is that our students can have these wonderful thoughts and passions instilled in them and we never know about it. We can see the excitement in the classroom but we don’t see it go further out into the world. We just have to live in hope that it does go out there and doesn’t die in transition.
It is so rare that teachers ever seem to hear if their lesson kicked off some fabulous idea. Wouldn’t it be nice to know that you’ve inspired in just a small way?