There have been one or two times in my life when things could have gone wrong, where they did go wrong, but life went on regardless. In one of the very early years of my teaching career it was assumed that every teacher should take morning assembly at least once and give a little talk or do something to inspire the little darlings. But I, being naive and rather gormless very nearly trod on a land-mine.
Anton had just come back from South America and had seen things young and impressionable youths either should or should not see. So I asked the Headmaster if maybe I could get Anton to talk. The Head thought about it for a while and said it would be okay but he would like to chat with Anton beforehand. He gave us, me and Anton, the go ahead but said that it might alienate me from some of my more elderly and conservative colleagues.
So Anton got up and talked about the lovely countryside of South America, the vibrant people and the number of huge US companies that seemed to own all of the means of production and about other things that we didn’t really hear about very often. The last bit made some of my colleagues squirm a little in their chairs.
And then he said, “And to conclude I would like to play an old hymn which I am sure you all will know. I won’t ask you to sing along but just listen carefully.”
And then he played this:-
And the Headmaster was right. I was ignored by some and very carefully smiled at by others. And some of the Year Twelve boys spoke to me in the yard which was interesting because I only taught in the middle school.
Teenagers are very good at dealing with new ideas. They are not yet in ruts too deep to escape from or to see out of.
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As long as there was someone they trust who can guide them a little bit
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If only the world could learn from it while there are still people
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I remember those days and the song. Such a long time ago and as my generation slowly slides toward obscurity largely forgotten or misconstrued for a new generation’s reality.
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How true and how sad
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This past September, I attended a 62nd high school reunion. Some two-thirds of the class survives. Among discussions among those attending was a feeling of sadness for their children and grandchildren. As one “young” lady put it, “We grew up in the midst of the Cold War with threat of nuclear war, but at least we had happy times and something to look forward to — not like my kids.” I wonder if that is just her or that of her kids? .
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Unfortunately the video is blocked from being played in Turkey. What song was it?
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Simon and Garfunkel “Silent Night/Ten O’clock news.
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Beautiful song and very appropriate.
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