Oh, the educational preparation programs…
People are paying so much for teacher training,
Yet getting so little in return.
Not really,
I wrote that to poke my “save the world daughter”
Who is mired in virtual student teaching.
The other day, she brought a challenge,
One hundred burpees a day for a month.
I accepted.
For my life, my hips and hammys have balked
At being bent, stretched, or pushed.
Burpees are the enemy.
Like an experienced teacher, which I am,
I gauged my ability and knew
Regular burpees were out of the question.
Jumping in at an appropriate level, scaling,
That would be the way.
As successes grew, I knew I’d be able to up the ante.
“Dad, these burpees are killing me.”
“Me, too.”
“How do you get them done so fast.”
I could have lied, played an over the top macho game,
“I modified them.”
“You’re cheating!”
“Would you say that to someone reading below grade level?”
“No, but that’s different.”
“Not for what I teach.”
There was a pause, I sensed her smarter than father brain working,
“You’re right, but it’s still cheating.”
I think she was just mad.
I explained the plan, to gradually get to full burpees,
That I am playing a long game, not a short one,
How so many times “big eyes” killed me in fitness.
This challenge is tough enough,
Tapping into every weakness that I have
I’ll get there, but I’ve got to get there without killing myself.
I hope scaling and learning at an appropriate developmental levels
Are still being taught. I’ve done my part to help.
Maybe that overpriced university can send some money back to her.
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