Eureka ! (Heuristics)

 

Daddy, if God made us, who made god?
Daddy, where do new ideas come from?
 
When we sit in class in silence ideas about
teaching  and learning flood my mind, the
chaos vacuum sucks in flocks of starlings, 
pigeons, crows, hawks,  humming birds,
robins, and stealth-bomber vultures
riding  currents circling for road kill
and afterbirth.

Like church for me. 

Winged & feathered.
Storks carrying in news. 
Bundles of un-postponed joy.
 
And I wonder what kinds of environment
are  necessary for EUREKA learning, 
you know:
 
       I GET IT !   I GOT IT !
 
Archimedes shouts as he lowers himself
into  the tub—realizing weight displacement
in water  will  let him determine the gold
in the king’s crown. Get him a  noble prize
and reward.
 
                Eureka!
 
I GET IT—the shout of anyone for whom
a  connection has happened, relationship,
hook-up. Surprise, surprise I just got lucky
except there  had to be some messing around
on my part,  play of  mind, some receptivity,
desire built up—wonder what the hell, hmm
could it be? O no that’ll never do. . .

so it goes and goes trying to Figure
some thing OUT.
 
Then
like some epiphany,
brief bright bridge,
religious binding back experience:
 
             Eureka!

IT comes flying across a vasty sea bolt from
the blue:  little birdie telling me so.

A good joke: ah, aha, ha ha & no one need be
told the punch line without damage.  Let any
child be left behind.

I can do it
I can do it
my daughter would insist
if I tried to show her anything,
 
how to tie her shoes,
put on skates,
ride a bike.
write a college application
integrate a triad, assess a goal
& measurable outcome, attend class
faithfully exploring  frontiers yet unknown.