“When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be.”
I've been thinking about myself. About who I am and what that means: Reflection and all that jazz. So last night I wrote a bit of a self-reflection introduction ... and today I find myself thinking more and more about Identity as I wrote documents for work ...
How do I define myself?
I am defined by the words from my lips rather than the colour of my lipstick, or lack thereof. I am defined by how I choose to treat others and how I let others treat me. I am defined by my kindness and the intentions in my heart. I am defined by the good and the not-so-good (and maybe the outright bad) that I choose to do. I am not defined by the shoes I wear, but the steps that I take on the many paths that I travel in my lifetime. I am not defined by the lines of my palms nor the cards pulled from a deck. Nor am I defined by the wrinkles on my face.
I am a complex creature. You cannot define me.
You cannot document the goings-on behind my eyes or within my heart.
So why are we trying to define and label and compartmentalise children as learning outcomes?
We will never know them. We should simply support them, in learning to be themselves.
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