- We began class by rereading a portion of the essay titled “Goalie”. We discussed it briefly and then looked at the questions in detail. There were some really insightful and developed responses from the students.
- We talked about the idea that a parent has to realize, at some point, that their child is alone and that they as a parent are unable to be there for their child as they may like. I shared with them the idea that a parent and child can be walking in a line, side by side, but eventually that child grows and starts widening that gap between themselves and the parent and, at some point, may try to venture off in a whole different direction, no longer walking alone side or parallel to their parent. But, from personal experience, I can share that they may find, one day, that they subconsciously walk back towards that line the parent walks and may find they walk again beside their parents, as a friend this time, though, and not as a child. Life is an interesting journey. Looking to the future and anticipating what it may bring is an interesting task.
- We looked at two poems from the perspective of fathers who find their children have become a disappointment. We studied the two poems on the overhead as students made comments on their own copies. We discussed questions concerning the first poem and were cut off by the bell.
- Students were asked, before they left, to consider the essay “Goalie” and one of the two poems we looked at. They are to compare and contrast the father’s from each and in a paragraph write how they are similar and how they are different. I requested that they write their paragraph (make it a proper paragraph with topic sentence and supporting details ) in a word document, proof read and spell check it, and then paste it into the homework blog under this entry. We will share their perspectives and thoughts together when we have finished.
- Their essay is due tomorrow but I will receive them until Friday.
On a side note, I shared with the students a story I was reminded of through out discussions today. It was a time when my father asked me to do something he thought was right, though it killed me and I was utterly embarrassed. I hated that he made me do this thing, and though it means little now, it was one of those moments where a parent really tries to teach their child the right way, be it tough on child and parent or not! It was an emotional story, but I am glad I was able to share it with the students. And I love my dad still!!