My Education in Five Chapters
Chapter 1
My education begins.
I learn the faces of my parents,
and their moods.
I learn the basics: how to crawl, how to stand,
how to walk, how to speak.
I learn “please” and “thank you.”
I learn to ride a bike, smash a bug,
catch a fish, throw a ball.
I learn to make friends.
Chapter 2
Formal education takes
control.
In public school,
I learn to read, to
write, to do math.
I learn to fill out
worksheets and take tests.
Teachers add rules
and expand my views.
Classmates add more
rules.
I learn to share,
to show-and-tell, to
put my things away.
I learn to stand in
line, toe the line,
and cross the line.
I learn that good
citizenship is hard work.
And I learn that I can
get as much or as little
from my education as I
desire.
Chapter 3
I follow the expected path: a college education.
Independent for the first time,
I learn to make my own rules,
to suffer my own consequences.
Class work guides me toward a career,
but life itself guides me toward adulthood.
I learn to balance my own checkbook,
do my own laundry, take care of my own car.
I learn to live away from home.
I also learn firsthand
that relationships can begin and end.
I learn that heartache hurts.
Chapter 4
An irony occurs:
The problem child becomes a teacher,
and he learns in the process
that no one escapes the need for education.
As an educator, I learn to teach others—
Some of whom
are as resistant to education
as I once was.
As an educator, I learn
that teaching is learning—
that, indeed,
learning may be the best part of teaching.
Chapter 5
The most recent
revelation
in my education
arrives in the form of
fatherhood.
I change diapers, feed
hungry infants,
comfort them when they wake
from bad dreams
or cannot sleep at all.
I sing them songs, read
them stories,
build them snow forts,
hold the fenders of
their bikes
as they try to learn to
ride.
I discover
that my own parents
were smarter
than I believed
possible.
My children teach me
as much as I teach
them.
I learn that the very cycle
of life
keeps education
alive.
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