“Born … in General
Hospital,
in Any-town, USA
… a baby with no
voice.
He simply does not
speak.
Parents distraught.
Education system in
shambles”
(As reported in THE DAILY TIMES)
My goodness
… what an opportunity. What a great
thing is this. A baby, fresh into our
world. Over the next twenty to thirty
years he will emerge into his own being.
He will be a becomer.
Meanwhile … he
will steal. He will mimic. He will wear his daddy’s shoes. He will open cabinet doors just to see what
is there. He will smile back at you when
you smile at him. He will learn your voice,
your tone, and he, in time will mimic you.
He will want
to follow his daddy everywhere. He is a
sponge and his job for this moment in time is to learn, to pick up all the
coping skills he can in order to survive.
In school,
he will be taught. He can’t learn on his
own, for he has no voice yet. Our
teachers, our system will give him his voice.
He will
emulate those students he most admires.
He will speak like them, pick up habits from them, good and bad, for he
has no voice, yet.
His teachers
will teach him their particular slant on history and economics, the world and
government.
His
religion, or lack thereof, will come from his family unit. It will form him and shape him.
He will
learn relationship skills from his parents, aunts, cousins, extended family,
for he has no voice.
And one fine
day … his voice will sound.
It will be a
montage of all that has gone before him, and the influences he has had in
life. He has had to learn, to mimic, to
copy everything that he knows and has learned thus far, and now he is sounding
his own sound. He is finding his own
voice.
Our job as
adults, parents, coaches, teachers, mentors, bosses, is to help this growing,
mimicking baby find his voice. He must
come into his own, and it is our job to see that happen.
“No baby is born
with a style or a voice.
We don’t come out
of the womb knowing
who we are.
We learn
by pretending
to be our heroes.
We
learn by copying.”
~Austin Kleon
The point we
need to remember most is this … after the teaching, after the correcting, the
coaching, the disciplining, and the nurturing, we give just enough room for
this once-baby to emerge. We want him to
grow into his own man. He must become
his own original. He must find his own
voice.
And that
voice will be a composite of all the voices he has heard all his life, yet a
sense of originality emerges.
He begins to
make his own choices. After all, that is
the greatest of gifts – the power to choose.
It helps us find our voice.
And at last
… we hear his voice. We see his
style. He begins to make his mark.
And the
world rejoices because we have contributed a verse to a man who became his own
person.
How great is
that!
P Michael Biggs
Offering Hope
Encouragement
Inspiration
One Word at a Time
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