To Live a Unique life is a collective experience most (if not all) humans are consciously or subconsciously attempting to achieve.
Most of us do not wish to be an Eleanor Rigby.
Dying in a church...Buried along with her name...
Nobody came...No one was saved...
So here we are...left to wonder...
What makes our lives unique?
Pretty sure, it must have been Oprah (or a guest on Oprah) years ago...who sort of brought up this same question.
It's been something I have thought of quite often.
It was the answer given that I found so simple and so so true.
A Witness.
What makes our lives unique is each other.
Going back to the old adage:
"If a tree falls in the forest and no one is around to hear it...Does it make a sound?"
What is the job of the witness?
To see.
To testify and offer evidence.
Education has a critical role in making a child's life unique.
It's the job of the teacher (or adults) to help the children see one another as well as being a witness to the memory of the classroom experience.
It's become obvious to me that often children do not notice one another.
I haven't been able to understand why or why not...not yet...?
I like to do this at Wonder Studio.
Ahhh...here is Zoe...Zoe do you remember Lily from last week's class?
Lily...Do you remember last week when you played with the shrimp with Zoe?
The shrimp jumped out of your hand and you both laughed!
The memory becomes a story...a sense of history that these children can share.
It's unique to them.
I see children constantly "checking in" with their adults at Wonder Studio.
Some might call these behaviors "Attention Seeking" but I wonder what would happen if we changed those words to "Witness Seeking"?
We all want our existence to be not just noticed but Note-worthy.
It's a lovely thing...to be a part of someone else's uniqueness.
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