"Barrel maker planes staves to exact angles.
His shavings glow in the afternoon sun.
He joins fragrant wood together,
Fitting shoulders like building an arch.
Until the bands, there is no barrel."
I often marvel at the many ways humans have of integrating their experiences, how many tools and resources there are to do so. I feel that I see so many in my students and in the many other people I meet throughout my days. May we each realize that none of us can exist without the others, yet we were each created for a specific purpose. How we fulfill them is up to each of us, yet we must serve each other.
His shavings glow in the afternoon sun.
He joins fragrant wood together,
Fitting shoulders like building an arch.
Until the bands, there is no barrel."
I often marvel at the many ways humans have of integrating their experiences, how many tools and resources there are to do so. I feel that I see so many in my students and in the many other people I meet throughout my days. May we each realize that none of us can exist without the others, yet we were each created for a specific purpose. How we fulfill them is up to each of us, yet we must serve each other.
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