A Day at SYP
A report on the power of teaching, from student-teacher Inder M.
Every Saturday morning, I check the date when I wake up: ten, seventeen, fifteen, twenty-nine, twelve, three, seventeen. These are the numbers that fall victim to my yellow highlighter, and, when they are SYP dates, give me hope for an educated tomorrow.
Knowing that in one hour, some of the brightest children from Minneapolis are about to teach you more than any classroom could, certainly comes with a sense of irony. It’s funny, because teachers sometimes come with a fixed objective. Yet the students who come to LW, wishing to learn, even on a Saturday morning, almost seem to do our job better we can.
It’s the students that teach us how to teach, not our superiors. Optimism. Who knew it was so powerful? In a world increasingly filled with fear, insecurity, and suppression, it is here that the students create the garden, a variety of subjects, all to taste for consideration and curiosity… All watered by this optimism –optimism for self-improvement, achievement, and fulfillment. It’s the realization that taking advantage of potential creates more opportunity, and opportunity creates optimism. It’s the conscious decision to ignore negligence, even if it means taking the bus to and from school at 8:00 in the morning. It’s inner weirds. It’s cheers for creativity. It’s our home colors.
