Chaos Kids as Teacher Metaphor

Yesterday we had our last faculty meeting of the year. During each semester, we typically have a faculty meeting on the 2nd Friday of the month and a Town Hall on the 3rd Friday. All employees come to the Town Hall, and there's typically coffee and pastries before hand. I sat at the meeting feeling a swirl of stuff: gratitude for a tenure track job, gratitude for the continued existence of humans who are committed to a liberal arts education, the feeling of disbelief that we are almost done with the semester, the nagging worry that I've forgotten something important.Our school president spoke and talked about seeing a holiday picture, actually 2. One was the composed picture: everyone matching, everyone clean, everyone posed and smiling. The second one was a picture of his grandchild in chaos mode (hair a mess, snot draining from the nose, sticky face) but having a great time. He said that faculty at this point in the term are like the grandchild picture--we may be feeling like we're…

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