
I am reminded of the important metaphorical meaning of the standard. A standard was a medieval flag representing a nobleman or lord and signified the presence of someone great. Often the flag was decorated wtih a heraldic symbol that communicated somethign about the heritage of the noble who traveled under it.
As the new school year slips into gear this month, slowly for some, and sooner for others, we decide how we will begin the year. Will we choose to say that our profession has importance and hold the standard/Standards high and proudly? Are we exhausted from the many things in life that require our time and need a buddy to help hold up the standard? Will we tuck the flag into a “read later” folder and discover it again only at end-of-year cleanup? Will we take them aside and embellish and embroider them with our depth of experiences? Recut and redesign them to meet our building’s purpose?
And if this were you under the armor, are you headed out to fight the battle of your life? To joust for fun and attention? To woo someone into your casle of paperbacks? To explore uncharted territories for the king and report on your discoveries (”We hath been to Twitter! And we hath Twitt’d, M’lord!”). To stay home for a bit, dining at the Round Table swapping stories of the good old days?
And how would you decorate your standard? What colors, trims, icons, or heraldic imagery would fill your flag? I think mine might be a rectangular banner from which hand two triangular ends. On one triangle, a question mark for curiosity. On the other, an exclamation point for discovery. What can I say: once an English teacher, always an English teacher. Punctuation is my life.
What about you? What back-to-school metaphors have you energized and excited?
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