Today marks the last day ED 329 will work one-on-one with young people at Barnum K-8 in Bridgeport. It is a Philosophy of Education course and all semester, the students have been thinking about their personal philosophies of school while working in....well....a school.
Administrators, teachers, and I kicked around multiple ideas to culminate the partnership, but settled on a presentation/workshop from me. I asked if I could bring my friend and they said, "Sure."
So, today, the Diva & The Frog do Barnum with undergraduate philosophers at Fairfield. We are doing our spoken word poetry jam locally, in the ways we've done it nationally. It should be a great day and I look forward to partnering with the Barnum kids.
Here's the Magic Box poem draft that resulted for the workshop:
Administrators, teachers, and I kicked around multiple ideas to culminate the partnership, but settled on a presentation/workshop from me. I asked if I could bring my friend and they said, "Sure."
So, today, the Diva & The Frog do Barnum with undergraduate philosophers at Fairfield. We are doing our spoken word poetry jam locally, in the ways we've done it nationally. It should be a great day and I look forward to partnering with the Barnum kids.
Here's the Magic Box poem draft that resulted for the workshop:
A Poem for Barnum,
2016
Bridgeport is a philosophy,
the finding of
harmony and serenity
in Salsa and cilantro,
the simple complexity within complex simplicity
of the fried dough that sets us free
(look for a
trophy of Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups).
Yup.
Barnum is friendship,
a billion binoculars focused on the diversity
of a group hug -
the bodacious
joke that makes children go bananas
and the
brilliance of hands holding hands
before
we go bonkers in laughter.
We are the hot flames of the universe
who come together for knowledge.
We are the wisdom of our elders sharing stories,
the teachers, &
their glory,
who caress us
with library books
& mentor classroom
skies in chalk.
burning intellect in our minds as if we’re apple pie, coffee,
and the
discovery from an all you can eat buffet.
We are youth tutored in multiplied screams
who read through laughter & screaming,
Yeah, we want to know, to grow,
the noise in the cafeteria (it’s a middle school show)
& gossip in hallways (did you hear about so & so,
yo!)
the subtraction from talking,
rapping through teaching,
& wrapping
of everything we’re supposed to know.
Whoa!
We go forward, challenging the opportunities that divide us;
become the poetry of Fairfield in the linguistic art
of Super Duper
Weenies and Stepford wives.
We are the rhythm and the magic
caught in
traffic
that offers
soul music to make linguistic art.
We are Barnum, and from this point on we start….
…this is the beginning.
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