Showing posts with label teachers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label teachers. Show all posts

Monday, 2 April 2012

Laughing In The Face Of Death

Think of someone who has affected your life for good. Can you picture their face, and hear their voice? I wonder, what it was about them that impacted you so much...
Whilst you consider that, let me tell you about a 'sticky' moment, by which I mean a moment that will stick with me forever. 
The Visit
I was sitting in hospital with a friend called David a few weeks before he died. David radically altered the way I think about myself. And about life. You know that kind of guy? He was on the final leg of his journey of a cancer that eventually whisked him away from life far far far too early. He was taller and thinner than most people you meet, and his voice resonated with the sound of authority.
On handing him a bunch of white roses, I asked him the question. "David, how do you cope?" 
Just five words. But hiding in that question were other questions like 'Why is this happening? Are you going to die? Why haven't I made more of our time together? What do you think when your body is wasting away?'
One question in which lay every question.
He chuckled. I will always remember that chuckle. How one chuckle can reveal the immensity of the Man. Laughing in the face of death. Literally.
"I think about everything I'm thankful for." That's what he said. He hadn't practised it, he hadn't had a sneak peek at the back of the Book Of Life for the Right Answer. But 'Out of the overflow of the heart the mouth speaks'.
It's not just you
In our mentoring work with young people - close to 200 individual young people in the last 7 months - the theme of coping comes up a lot.  E v e r y    s i n g l e    d a y   in fact. 
How to assist young people to cope with parents or losing their parents, one or both at the same time. How to cope with teachers, and help teachers cope with them. How to cope with puberty, and the turbocharged bodily changes they are going through. How to cope with self-harm, addictions to pornography, going through sex change, problems of bad diets.... Somewhere between the safe harbour of 'Facing It' and the distant land of 'Overcoming It' lies the em-ocean of 'How do I cope with it?'
Some days, coping with life can feel like a mammoth task. (You know... large, hairy and from another time).
Coping Strategies
Dr Chris Madden, a clinical psychologist, identifies eight specific categories of coping. Although he doesn't suggest 'Laughing in the face of death' as one of them, he does identify 'Being Philosophical' about things. Stepping out of the now and taking a longer term view. Mentally rising above your death bed and noticing things other than the hospital, the chemo treatment, the sheer bodily pain, the embarrassment. 
What else do you notice when you look away from your problem?
Some of the other coping categories are 'Acting out' and 'Addictions' - Dr.M highlighting that there are unhealthy ways of coping just as there are healthier ones.
Past, Present, Future?
David was an example of not looking at the past and moaning about why... or being overwhelmed by the demands of the present... but choosing to look to the future and consider 'What next?' And the only way to face whatever is coming next is to meet it head on with a heart full of gratitude.
Thank you David, thank you.

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- Thank you to David's wife Meryl for permission to publish this. A fabulous lady indeed.

Wednesday, 28 March 2012

The Small Head and Big Ears of Love

Have you noticed that it gets less mention on the nightly news than the weather or MP expenses? Yet it is a language every human has the ability to respond to. Love is like oxygen. Easy to miss but impossible to live without.
The Big Baddies?
Yesterday I heard another report has come out analysing the causes of the English summer riots of 2011. Allegedly, who and what is to blame?
1.       Poor parenting
2.       Lack of respect for the Police
3.       Schools providing lack of literacy support
4.       Too much consumerism
5.       Lack of opportunities for young people.
The report possibly has some noble things to say but will it mention the L-word? Love, or the sheer stupid lack of it.  Why don’t we talk about it? We focus on what we talk about.
Why isn’t Love the central theme of the school curriculum, the government budget or the bottom line in the Annual report? When did it slip off the radar?

Now, I’m considering whether ‘mentoring’ is ‘love’ by another name. This ancient tradition of giving time, exchanging stories, and nurturing life in another.
‘Love One Another’ is the concept = ‘Mentor One Another’ is the practice.
 “I feel loved when…”
I asked my kids to finish a sentence recently. You could do this for yourself if you like:
Daddy: ‘Okay kids, here’s how it works. I say the sentence and you finish it. “I feel loved when…”  - what would you say?’
My daughter (age 5): (She jumps up and down on the spot as if sparks of electricity are charging through her) “I feel loved when….when….um….when…when I have cuddles and kisses from daddy.”
My eldest son (age 7): “I feel loved when we play games together, daddy.” He subsequently listed more games than I can remember.
My kids haven’t read Gary Chapman’s ‘The Five Love Languages’…or they have but haven’t told me, but they reveal the truth of it. Love is rich in the way it can be shown – through time together; gifts given; touch offered; words spoken; actions done. My dad is an Action(s) Man. My wife is a Gifts Girly. We all have a preference or two it seems.
Love delights in difference and diversity.
Back to Big Baddy Number One…
Poor parenting. The riots happened because of poor parenting? Really? Parents can only love if they first know love - surely. If we blame the parents, then what about the parents’ parents? Where does it lead? How far back do we have to go? So let’s blame the teachers, and the Police, and the media….and...and...
Let’s take this to the only logical conclusion there is. We Are All Responsible. We Are All Responsible For Love.
Neither you nor I can change what happened last summer. Awful things happened, and I’m still hoping there will be a report which doesn’t just blame-find and finger-point.
Time For Positive Finger Pointing
If we’re going to point fingers, what would happen if we point firstly at these words, and then point to ourselves…?
“Love is patient” – love doesn’t take time. It gives time.
“Love is kind” – it believes you are more than you think you are.
“It does not envy, boast, nor is it proud.” – Love is easy to overlook because it has a small head with big ears.
“It values others, rather than saying ‘me first’…” – Who wouldn’t admire someone with this attitude?
“It keeps no record of wrongs” – Love has a brilliant memory problem.
“Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.” – Love isn’t for softees. Love is robust and energetic.
Love never fails. I know I have deeply failed at times. My parents failed me, sometimes. My kids fail everso occasionally. My teachers failed to do something about me being bullied for four years. We’re definitely all in this one together.
"But three remain: faith, hope and love. And the greatest of these is love."
Love Is. Fullstop.