[FRIAM] Instructional scaffolding - Wikipedia

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Hi, Steve, 

 

She’s about seven feet tall, has two gigantic hounds at her side, wears tall boos, short skirt, works out like CRAZY.  When she bends the bow, she always say, “Easy now.  Relax.  This may stretch a bit.”  Despite this kindly warning, I am never ready for the “twang!”

 

How do you imagine Her. 

 

 

Nick 

 

Nick Thompson

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On Sat, Apr 10, 2021 at 5:48 PM <thompnickson2 at gmail.com <mailto:thompnickson2 at gmail.com> > wrote:

Or as Kahil Gibran once famously said: “You are the bow from which your children as arrows fly; let you bending in the hands of The Archer be for joy.”


Nick you turned me on to this poem a couple of weeks ago and I think it's beautiful. Who/What do you understand the Archer to be? 


On Children


 <https://poets.org/poet/kahlil-gibran> Kahlil Gibran - 1883-1931

And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, Speak to us of Children.
     And he said:
     Your children are not your children.
     They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
     They come through you but not from you,
     And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.

     You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
     For they have their own thoughts.
     You may house their bodies but not their souls,
     For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
     You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
     For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
     You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
     The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
     Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
     For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.

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