Two Left Feet #sol18
August 21, 2018
One afternoon a few weeks ago, we got into the car to take our dog to the dog park not far from home. As I often do in the summer, I picked up my shoes from inside the front door and carried them out to the car with the dog leash. When we got to the park, I bent down to put on my shoes, but I had brought one left shoe from my pair of sneakers, but the other shoe was my husband’s shoe. If it had been his right shoe, I could have put in on and clumsily managed to walk around at the park. As fate would have it, it was also his left shoe. So there I sat looking down at the shoes in my hand, worthless to me, and my bare feet. I could not get out of the car at the park so I had to go home without a visit, effecting all three of us.
This little scene struck me as rich with metaphor and honestly, life lesson. I rushed out of the house, ill-prepared, paying little attention to my needed materials and was caught up short at my destination. As I reflected on this, it seemed like a bigger message from the universe. I mean, two left feet, come on.
We rush out semi-prepared thinking we know what the needs of this task are. We can rush on grabbing what we need as we go, starting before we are fully prepared. Where do we end up? In the car at the park on a sunny day in August, with two left shoes or in other words, disappointed.
Our district is embarking on a literacy curriculum journey. We’ve pushed the boats off the shore, provisions in hand. In the early summer, the literacy specialists made a pact to read the units of study in narrative reading and writing for kindergarten through fourth grade as well as thoroughly explore the reading/writing pathways books, and the guides to the workshops. Not a small plan or a small task.
Yesterday, we came back together with the literacy leadership in our district. One of us did a break out in pathway assessments, one of us did a breakout in the architecture of the mini-lessons, and one of us did conferring/small group in the workshop. We talked to teachers in groups of 5-7. We listened, we highlighted resources in the unit kits.
Afterward, one of the teachers reflected that the energy in the specialists and in the room was high. It felt productive and exciting. It made me think of those two left shoes. I didn’t go to that meeting yesterday with my two left shoes. I went having watched videos and read books, thinking, discussing, and planning ahead of time. I looked down at my feet, placed those metaphoric shoes on and laced them before I stepped out of the door and so did everyone else in that room.
We elevated our talk. We built on a firm foundation. We pushed those boats off the shore with only a little trepidation, mostly excitement. I can’t wait to see what’s next.
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