At some undetermined point, many adults decided that students were little more than texting, tweeting Youtubers with personalities as deep as their abbreviated phrases and problems as serious as trying to fit a thought into 140 characters.
Have you spent some time with them?
That may be what you get on the surface – but if you spend, oh, I don’t know, an hour a week with them for six weeks — by week seven you’re getting all the depth and emotion and hurt and amazing they have to offer.
But many adults won’t go that far. They’ll have one…maybe two conversations at best. And then they’ll make a judgment and walk away.
Worse yet are the adults who don’t walk away – but who never talk any deeper than 140 character thoughts on sports or grades.. And the students who hang out with them week after week after week sit in silence. Plastic smiles. Laughter void of joy, Pain. And we play another game. We ask another pointless question. We slap them on the back and wish them well.
It’s a disgusting indictment worthy of a millstone. (And yes, I wrote that in less than 140 characters.)