A common motivational trope that gives meaning to our lives as teachers is that our legacy lives on through our students.
I relied on attention from my athletic achievements to balance out the severe depression I faced owing to my struggles as a closeted athlete attending a tiny Catholic school in small-town Mason City, Iowa.
My Grinnell College extern, LaAnna [LaAnna Farnelli '20], observes XRF mapping at Yale of the famous Vinland map, either one of the most valuable maps in existence or a spectacular fake.
“Our dining hall really goes all out for their food displays sometimes...”
“Wow, sometimes the universe is really direct.”
How weird is Grinnell? Person-wearing-a-dementor-cape-at-11:30-p.m.-standing-in-the-loggia-outside-of-Read-scrolling-on-their-phone type of weird.
“Love to put on my Grinnell alumni hat so people know that I’m going to be annoyingly esoteric in advance.”
I just went to hear a recording of the speech that Martin Luther King Jr. gave at Grinnell College 50 years ago. He was, of course, eloquent and inspiring and has me thinking about the interconnectedness of all people as well as the idea of ‘staying awake’ during revolutionary times. One thing I can’t stop thinking about is that in the background of the audio recording we heard the train go past! I knew he was here and everything, but that made me remember that he was really HERE, you know?
"A new perspective."
The only thing Grinnell kids like more than competitive suffering is Spinoza.