ode to the twenty-somethings

we who are young and incredibly bold,

we want to "do"something.

we want to have and make meaning

in our lives

and in the lives of others

we who are young,

are incredibly afraid the best

will never take shape

we who are young

understand life at a complexity beyond our

illiterate grandmothers,

are so so burdened by our grandfathers

we who are young,

are given extraordinary tools at birth

we always desire

and want

we who are young, inspire inquiry

we want to live with "purpose"

we who are over-prepared to change the world,

are inadequate

at changing habits

we disguise

we who want everything

we who are entitled to anything

want stability, freedom, and adventure

we who are young,

driven by innovation and ambition

are always so afraid

we who are young,

are fearless when battling injustices in their country,

neglect our inequities

we who are twenty-something

are entirely afraid, that there is never enough time

that too soon, is too late

we rush and we wait

we are so afraid we will know it

and not have

when we are thirty-something...

honesty methodology...

I am struggling to write my thesis. Here is how I started Chapter 3, at 9:32pm in my work cubicle on a friday night. fuck.


I don’t want to write this because it is intuitive, when I program, I go by my gut feeling. I look at what resources I have, who is interested, and I forecast the experience in my head, I imagine it, I picture what they would be doing, the questions they would ask, and I try, I try not to be jaded and assume they won’t care, or will be completely uninterested. And if that happens, I go with it, and I ask them what it is they want to do. I am nothing, nothing but someone who makes charts and templates and arranges a time for them to eat and pee. That is it, that is a curriculum plan, the content takes shape on its own, with the kids of course, and their thoughts, that is my method, I let them lead. So I guess that is participatory action research and here I am back to square one. I want to go home.