I was talking to a student today…a very good student, by that I mean someone not afraid or unwilling to do the work necessary to not only get a good grade but to understand something…
I thought of a situation I was having in another class, where students knew the information that I was asking on a test, would even infer that knowledge to me in conversation, but would not take the time and energy to actually write down all that they had just communicated.. The students were too lazy to record what they did know…too lazy to ask me questions about what they thought that they might know… and of course, too lazy to find out anything on the subject by their own research. Regardless of aptitude, those students interest me not at all…
Where is the curious child? Where is the one who wants to understand?
“Tune your ears to the world of Wisdom; set your heart on a life of Understanding.
That’s right—if you make Insight your priority, and won’t take no for an answer,
Searching for it like a prospector panning for gold, like an adventurer on a treasure hunt,
Believe me, before you know it Fear-of-God will be yours;
you’ll have come upon the Knowledge of God. ” PROV 1:2
Like a prospector or an adventurer on a treasure hunt.…that’s not drudgery, that’s exciting, fun…I have taken many kids prospecting for gold, gems, crystals and all kinds of precious and semi-precious materials…My dad is a geologist…a rock guy…We went rock hunting all the time growing up…and searching for arrowheads and pottery and all kinds of cool stuff. The more I live, the more I think that I should have been an archaeologist….but that’s another blog…
But it was so fun! People we took with us were always suspect of the fun factor…You get dirty and sometimes wet and maybe even scratched up a bit…but no one has ever left not wanting to stay longer and/or to go back again, soon. It’s addicting…and you learn so much along the way… and it’s not even about the find…really…the pursuit is the thing. It takes work…focused work. But once you get committed to the process the addicting thing kinda kicks in. And the work becomes something else entirely: a quest, an adventure, a hunt.
That doesn’t happen in the car or on a bench watching. It happens when you sling the pick and start turning dirt with the shovel, when you start digging out creek bank or prying seams in the rock. You find cool things that you had no idea were there: beautiful and valuable things. And you find something even better: the joy of pursuit.
Calling all curious children, those willing to get muddy and scrape their fingers a bit. Adventure and its treasures await.