The blueberries are still mostly green, just blue enough to remind me of Uranus through our scope.
Raspberries and snow peas and basil and purple beans explode in our mouths, in our brains.
Light, light, and more light floods us daily--anything is possible in June, anything. There's enough energy for all of us who survived the past winter, more than enough.
"Enough" is a wonderful word foreign to many of us. If you know "enough," you know "content."
Less than a week ago, a dolphin eyed me, and I eyed it back. Not much to say, even if we could speak the same language. It's June, and there's more than enough to go around.
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I am reading Science for All Americans, the AAAS book describing Project 2061. The second paragraph starts with this:
Education has no higher purpose than preparing people to lead personally fulfilling and responsible lives. For its part, science education...should help students to develop the understandings and habits of mind they need to become compassionate human beings able to think.
Amen.
Are you listening, Arne? Bill? Eli?
In June, the words of the powerful sound silly--but come November, when darkness falls and fear, again, prevails, Arne will cast his spell again.
Without fear, Arne loses his grip. Without fear, we can teach again. Without fear, we can resume this great experiment.
Puny men can only rule through fear. I'm done worrying. I'm going to teach science.
How about you?
The key to all this is recognizing our own mortality.
Get that down, and Arne's just another semi-pro basketball player with connections.
Why "Johnny Appleseed"? It's June...why not?
And no, Chris Cerf did not invite me back.
Get that down, and Arne's just another semi-pro basketball player with connections.
Why "Johnny Appleseed"? It's June...why not?
And no, Chris Cerf did not invite me back.
