I had two experiences recently that tested my finely honed perspective on life, namely that if just one of my kids were an engineer, I could relax a little.
First, I sat on the committee that interviewed candidates for the position of dean of the School of Visual and Performing Arts at WCSU. My personal favorite was Dr. Dan Goble, who got the job!
What struck me during the interviews of the final four candidates was the passion they all expressed for the arts.
I like to think of myself as a writer, but have found lately that I possess the very common view that it’s good to be able to make a living, a persuasion that has dimmed my embrace of the arts as a career.
For me, it’s a practical matter. My oldest son is a photographer. My oldest daughter plans to save the world. My youngest son is about to enter college to study philosophy or poetry, with a minor in music. (I admit that the first time we discussed it, I rolled my eyes.) My youngest daughter is fantastic at drawing and painting.
When we asked the candidates for dean about their own beliefs, they made it clear that they see the arts as vital to humanity. Without irony or self-consciousness they laid out the case that art makes the world livable. We might make money, we might all live in big Colonials, but if we had no art, we would have no souls.
I was impressed – but I’ve still got the four kids …
At about the same time, my younger son was finishing a year-long senior project at his high school. He chose poetry as his subject, and in addition to posting several poems on his blog each month, entering contests and hosting a poetry slam, he organized a poetry writing contest for the first- through fifth-grades.
He visited several classes to talk directly to students and encourage them to enter the contest. The culmination was a reception and display of all the submitted poems, which he had read and critiqued with encouraging comments.
Afterward, my son heard from a fifth-grade teacher. She wrote that one of her students, a boy, had been unfocused most of the semester and was not doing well in class. Recently, though, things started to click for him and he had improved dramatically in all his subjects.
She figured out a way to ask him what was different and he said, “I really liked it when that high school senior came in to talk about poetry. I found out I like to write.”
OK, I get it. Art did that.
And I’m happy, truly, that my kids are going to help the rest of us understand the joy and beauty of life.
Wish I saw this sooner. And BRAVO to your son!
As a parent of a 15-year-old, this rings so true. I firmly believe kids today will make a difference; whether it be in the arts, engineering or whatever. Roberta Flack recently told Gunnery students, as part of The Gunnery Speaker Series (Feb. 17 2012, Washington Depot):
“You are here at a perfect time in history, with all the new technology… look at Facebook, Google, Twitter. Whatever is swimming around in your mind, run with your dreams. Don’t let anyone tell you, you can’t do something.”
She went on to say how her father brought her home her first piano from a garbage dump, when he was working as a maintenance worker. The piano reeked of rat smell. At age 15 she won a piano scholarship. And look where she is today.
She then invited students for a rousing sing-a-long of The Beatles’ “Come Together.” It was so moving. Kids today really do get it. We just have to let them be.
LOL! Can’t publish this!
Very thought provoking. Thank you for writing about things that do need to be top of consciousness!
Susan
Yahoo! I missed your blogs so much.
Polly