Bucket list 37 – Wink and nod education
June 1, 2014
We begin learning in our embryo state when the confines of
the womb allow us only so much latitude. We know we receive our sustenance
automatically, can move our limbs to the extent that they push on the outer
limits of our comfortable nest, and generally find comfort in growing day by
day. We continue in essentially the same way, being comforted, fed, loved, and
having all our temporal needs addressed without any effort on our part. Then,
stage two begins and we start learning in ways that invoke terms like no and
mama; experiences like crying, eating, smiling, and seeing; and feeling things
like wet, hunger, sleepiness, and lack of something, or other. Learning comes
fast in stage two with the whole world in front of them.
Stage three brings learning through implication and
innuendo. We learn that if we fuss and cry we will get a certain reaction and
reward. We learn that if we ask mother and get a negative answer we can always
go to father and plead for mercy. Sometimes we just need to look to permission
first and forgiveness after should we not get our way. We learn that if we see hesitation
or complicit acceptance in mom’s look, or get a wink and a nod from dad, we
have tacit permission to do whatever notion for which we have been politicking.
Can we go to a friend’s house that is too far away to be a safe walk? Do we
need to go to church again this week? Can we avoid eating fruits and vegetables
and rely on pizza, soda pop, and chips? Can we be belligerent and uncivilized
around strangers, or people that are not our favorites? Our answers to these
questions throughout life impact the very nature of our existence in our
cultural environment.
Examples of stage three learning abound in our homes,
communities, government, military, business, industry, and all places far and
wide. Stage three learning may well become the ill that brings modern
civilization to its very knees.
Example one:
In our homes we search for those who will provide a wink and
nod. Dad, can I borrow the car even though I haven’t completed my chores or my
homework? Recently a commercial has been airing on television which boldly
declares six, or seven times, “Son (daughter) don’t tell your mother (father)
giving the wink and nod to do is okay and will be condoned without incident.
Dad avoids being home and part of the daily activities without serious negative
impacts. Mom searches the internet and face book for hours each day ignoring
children, chores, and choreographing life’s dance. Nothing is said and
ultimately this becomes the norm.
In our communities we find aberrant behaviors such as
disgustingly revealing clothing all around us and declare by our wink and nod
that all is well. On one occasion when I was teaching in the Skill Center at
the South City Campus of Salt Lake Community College I was trying to assist a
young lady who had a halter-top shirt on over nothing but bare skin. I was
delicately trying to look at her computer screen and anyplace else that didn’t
include her completely uncovered breasts and front. This wasn’t the first
circumstance, nor the last, but it was the only one in which a colleague, Linda
Housekeeper saw the situation for what it was and did what I would have been
summarily fired for; she walked over to the girl, grabbed her shirt and sternly
told the girl to “cover up”. She did and I resumed teaching and she continued
learning; in this case much more than what was being taught in the lesson. On
another occasion a million years ago I was walking to my class at Pima
Community College in Tucson, Arizona when I overheard four girls on a balcony
say in total disgust, “look the whole place is nothing more than a nudist
colony.
Imagine what we could do if we stood up like Linda
Housekeeper and made a difference. Certainly not be putting ourselves, or our
respect and professionalism in harm’s way; rather by not doing the wink and not
performance with which we have become so very, very practiced.
May God bless each of us as we share the wonderful life we
have with those around us who are less fortunate?
Duane Jacobs, grandfather, father, brother, uncle, cousin,
and friend
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