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{staying silent to listen} #sos

The world is flipped upside down.
Trying to wrap my brain around it.

Staying silent to listen
To hear the cries.

Hard to focus and concentrate
Or think about anything else.

Staying silent to listen
To hear the power of words.

Reading, sorting, gathering
Resources, videos, book titles, blog posts.

Staying silent to listen
To hear the stories.

To really, really l.i.s.t.e.n.

Trying to hear all sides of a 
very complicated issue and timeline.

Staying silent to listen
To open my eyes.

Wanting to teach my daughters
What is true and right and just.

Staying silent to listen
To hear what I can do.

Capturing the essence of
what I need to do in my classroom.

Staying silent to listen
To hear and deeply understand.

Trying to wrap my brain around 
this world that is flipped upside down.


  1. It's hard to do, but so necessary. I'm working on it too.

  2. So much to listen to as we quiet the tumult - love your suggestions. LISTEN to hear the cries, to hear the stories, to open (our) eyes, to hear what (we) can do, to hear and deeply understand. Our road lies before us. Thanks for reminding us to listen.

  3. To fully understand is a challenge. We start with listening in order to know what to say and do, to do the right thing.

  4. Listening is what I have been doing as well. So much to take in and learn.

  5. Yes. We must listen and learn and reflect. Then we must speak up for our students, friends and (in my case) extended family members. Thanks for your post!


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