What we See – What we sometimes think – and What we have to learn

A Dedication to my Students, Around the World

The first impression on one of the the websites of my previous position was yesterday that of the

in its own way a very pleasing tune, matching the mood of the nicety of the previous Friday – for me much more than a beautiful autumn day

A day proving  the enjoyable lightness of being …

I scrolled down the site, saw the old photo showing me during the Shanghai Forum and was getting a bit curious, started the decipher …, wearisome …, to find out that all this is about the media centre and the ‘hyper-modern way of the networked world’ – where the global and the village come together …, perhaps not bad at all, if handled with care. Perhaps this is more important: the way to control the handling, not the instruments …

It surely means not least to be there for students – real, not virtual, and respecting …, no, accepting that we as teachers and as students have more in common than there are differences – where differences and arrogance, where delay and ‘servant-attitudes’ prevail, we have lost already our ingenuity.


Airport Chat

The only free seat, while waiting for the boarding to commence, was the one between brother and sister …, as usual I forgot the name. Unusual though that we talk about “the world” and that “there is something wrong, though I don’t know what.” My reference to the Evangelii Gaudium and an attempted “left interpretation” does not really move the communication forward – also it doesn’t help when I draw the direct line between this and the confrontation with the pressure today’s students are under. – Is she too distracted? Or is she convinced that the mobile phone she frequently looks at, provides the answer?

May be the brother from Kenya knows it, admiring the Chinese:

They are clever. Loosing no time, just looking around and implementing …. – that is what they do.

Sure, his reflections on his home country are interesting – and the endless trust of both of them:

You surely need a bishop to perform …

is somewhat perplexing.

— Sitting with the back to us: a father with his son …. – I have to admit that the permanent rattling  of the computer game they are playing, implementing shooting at, racing after, hunting for virtuality makes me a bit irascible …, nothing alluring about it ….