I wanted to read you a quick, very short poem from W.B. Yeats, who’s someone you may know. He wrote this to his love, Maud Gonne, and he was bewailing the fact that he couldn’t really give her what he thought she wanted from him. And he says, “I’ve got something else, but it may not be for you.”
He says this: “Had I the heavens embroidered cloths, Enwrought with gold and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths of night and light and the half-light, I would spread the cloths under your feet; But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.” And every day, everywhere, our children spread their dreams beneath our feet. And we should tread softly.
TED has been throwing a lot of good ideas at me today. I have been a great fan of Sir Ken Robinson for a number of years now since watching his first speech (“How schools kill creativity”) in one of my education courses at the University of Illinois.
Stepping into a teaching position this year has been a whirlwind, and I cannot believe that I have to post midterms already this week. I continue to be thankful for what I’ve got and look forward to the dreams that I can share with my students.