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Restoring Life Foundation

Restoring Lives - From Adversity to Destiny!

Reflections

Wonderfully Unique

Posted by restoringlifefoundation on March 22, 2011 at 10:23 AM

Throwing down  the gauntlet

I attended a planning meeting for a teacher training day in a local community school yesterday, whose objective was to investigate how teachers might be informed on culturally diverse practices in the school environment. As expected tokenism arose in the form of the possibility of days that focus black history and accomplishments. Whilst this is appreciated, my thinking was "how much could be accomplished in a one day event, if in the other 189 -200 ethnicity is ignored or misunderstood?" So I threw down the gauntlet, with an idea which I hope will be considered. I asked the question “how about rather than just one day with a focus on diversity, the whole curriculum being diversified?” "How about moving away from eurocentricty in the classroom and introducing true diversity. Library books that are culturally diverse, reviewing history from a multicultural perspective, integrating viewpoints, literature, images, poetry and materials from multiple cultures and races".  

Price to pay

I picked up a real sense of caution, particularly when they reflected on the ability to get some of the older teachers to buy into the idea and the likelihood that resistance would be encountered with this move. But wherever men or women are brave enough to travel unchartered territory there will always be casualties, as well as great lessons to learn. Surely though, it is much better to have the casualties with those that are on the journey to retiring from the profession, rather than risk dismissing another generation to tokenism, an mental assenting to the truth that all men are created equal rather than a internal value of equality. This move shouldn’t be in response to feelings of guilt about the barbaric treatment of our ancestors and the slave trade, but rather a desire to stop the inequalities that today’s children are experiencing. This move, a brave one, requires a readjusting of power which the majority have to be willing to relinquish, and also a sensible response to the new positioning.

Variety and beauty

We must remember that diversity does not have to equal division or demise, but it is the variety of notes that makes Handel’s Messiah so glorious and the multiple strokes of Da Vinci that makes Mona Lisa so beautiful to behold. This is the kind of music and portrait that we as a people can create within our neighbourhoods, schools and country. I see that in all God’s creation variety brings such depth; it is the multiplicity of colours shapes and sizes that makes the difference between average scenery and one that is breathtaking. Likewise it is the multiple flavours and textures that make the difference between fast food and a gourmet meal.

I am not an advocate of the melting pot approach but of the salad bowl where variety is seen and appreciated. It is from this perspective of every human being, every culture, every race having value and a beauty of their own, that I encourage diversity in schools not as something to be feared but something to be gained.

Wonderfully unique

I am fearfully and wonderfully made (Ps 139), unique in all my ways. I have true value and unique gifts to share with the world; I add to the world like no one else ever could. To appear to be something or someone that I am not just to fit in would be a disservice to my creator (who planned and formed me  first in his mind, then in my mothers womb), but also to myself and the world at large. I would rob them of that uniqueness, the subtle nuances of my tone, and view of life, all would be worst of because of it. Though on this side of eternity I might not fully appreciate the unique beauty that I bring to my family, community and world, I am old enough to understand that it is there. I searched long and hard enough for myself to not be willing to hide who or what I am in order to gain popularity or acceptance.

 It should be noted that  acceptance of another cannot truly begin without accepting self first. When you are secure in who you are it is from a position of power that you can securely move into the worlds of others, not deviating or altering but just being.  If you are still searching for yourself maybe this poem by Jacqueline Peart will help you on your journey.

Looking for me

Looking for me

Anyone found me?

I’m looking for me!

 

I’m a little girl masquerading as a woman.

I got lost along the way, wanting to be all for everyone, leaving none for me.

Anyone found me?

I’m looking for me!

I’m a mother, a lover, a sister, a friend, my different roles I play so very well,

An Oscar winner I could be.

But has anyone found me, the real me?

Because I’m looking for me!

I’m professional, I’m witty, some say charming as well.

But has anyone seen me?

I’m looking for me!

Like a pressure cooker I’ll explode if I don’t find me soon.

Has anyone found me? I’m looking for me...

Ssssssh, my child,

Before you were born, I named you and ordained you.

Rest with Me a while, for My yoke is easy and My burden is light.

You are who I say you are.

When you search for me with your whole heart you’ll find the Me you’re looking for.

you can!

What happens when you think you can’t?

You can.

What happens when you believe you can’t?

You can.

What happens when everyone else...

You can.

What happens when you...

 

You can.

But what if you’ve...

You can.

What happens when I really just can’t?

HE CAN!

He was just waiting for you to cast your can’t onto Him so YOU CAN!

 

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