Desiring Life
Where have you been? Where are you going? And why?
Bloody Potatoes
I welcomed students back to class today with an intro that directed them to describe their funniest, happiest, and saddest moments of the holiday break in only two words. My three examples? Feline quacks. Powdered diapers. Bloody Potatoes.
Students practically clawed at me to hear the stories connected to my two-word teasers. Their intrigue proved my point: we as humans are desperately attracted to stories. I do not need to remind my students of this, but sometimes it is good to put words to truth. And we need stories most when we can’t find words for truth. Stories speak a language that languages have not words for. So we crave stories like water and drink them like wine. To lose appreciation for the stories around us is to forget part of what it means to be human.
What about you? What two-word descriptions would you give for the happiest, saddest, and funniest moments of your last two weeks?

Luke,
Stories are the air we breathe. It is how we define ourselves. I learned this a long time ago teaching high school students. By the way, what grades do you teach?