‘Discipline’ – so many angles and views about the meaning of this word. Used as noun or a verb, seen as help or a hindrance, recognised as for its strength or vulnerability.
That’s what is so wonderful about riding the wave of a word for the week, and feeling and sensing where it takes you. A lot of ‘peeling the onion’ to find what’s at the core.
Once again, there’s always new learning. This week we discovered a little more about people’s lives, feelings and experiences. What a privilege to connect in this way.
While we didn’t get to connect this week due to – well the stars didn’t align for many of us – it’s nice we can most certainly feel the magic of the words coming together as we read them here.
Discipline; Where does the word take you? What jumps out, that you’d like to explore or write about?
We hope you enjoy these expressions around the word ‘discipline’.
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Next week’s word is ‘native’.
Hope to see you there.
Hidden pain explained
The first stroke Of the painful strap Came from a memory That is not a fact It was a dreamt fear Based on what It could have been The truth? It’s not a strap The cane was real enough One look at my palms My punishment was clear Clearly seen on my hands Where the whelps appeared It’s hard to believe The cause of my pain Came from schoolboy banter On a St Patricks day parade In the town of Wangaratta A boarding school I had chosen Influenced by my brothers views A choice I would conclude As the moment of my innocence Was torn to threads by discipline A twelve year old free spirit Failing to fit in Dormitories filled with strangers Showering wearing bathers Each day rules to obey Responding to the sound of bells When to wake and when to bed When to eat and next class to attend Rituals day and night Day on day, week on weeks No love no hugs No favourite treats The cane and I became friends My rebellious years had begun Never forgetting what was done
The babies awake Yet mums wait… Stretching out the time of feeds Is better, so the experts believe
Now back to bed On their backs now instead Safety concerns inbred Now creating odd shaped heads
Now you can listen out for the cry Low medium or high You can learn about their needs More quickly, at speed
Now it’s ‘tummy time’ 5 minutes a day Strengthening arms and neck Is the suggested way
Now the move on to solid foods Start with fruit and veg White then coloured Before offering eggs
Read a story each day If you can, Let them turn the pages With their own hands
Use toys that are fluffy Crackling and fuzzy To improve their senses For future adventures
And learn to swim baby classes full to the brim ‘Every week is best’ Now that puts parents to the test!
With schedules so tight It doesn’t feel right To be dictated by the clock Is it time to take stock?
To feel more free To flow and just be Not so rigid that young Did that roll off my tongue?
Yes, cos now there’s even more! Early learning classes in store Packed and off with a case Kids seem to be in the chase
To achieve What parents believe Is the way to learn But are we able to discern?
Is this discipline of life That is becoming so rife A sign that we have lost the way To naturally discover and play
I’ve never thought I would study music one day.
But if I could turn back the clock to choose again, music is the only answer instead of going mainstream at school.
I know I might not get any support and needed a lot of self-talk.
Because in my country, China, studying music means I am not a good student, which can also indicate I am not smart. It also suggests I will be less likely to have an easy life, due to the competition, I will face in a densely populated country.
But I can’t ignore: I love to sing at any time anywhere since I was a child, I enjoy listening back to my singing recordings very much, When I couldn’t get up at 6 on a winter morning, as soon as my mum turned on the TV to my favourite music channel, I then jumped out of my bed straight away.
If these signs are still not strong enough, what about one fact? I spend over 10 years after school realising, music is always the home that I naturally choose to return to.