If an idea falls in a system and no one listens, does it make a noise?

There’s a noise in my head. Guess there’s always been, but of late it’s been amplified, of late it’s been bothersome, of late it’s been worrisome. I try to quiet it. I try to ignore it. I try to escape it. But it persists, it pervades, it pursues. And though I can’t always hear it distinctly, and though I can’t transcribe it exactly, I think if I were to try to speak it, it would sound something like this.

What is the purpose of education?

Sometimes, it sprints at me as a scream. Other times, it walks to me as a whisper. And though there are many mutterings, it always seems to track back to the same taunt: What is the purpose of education?

But that’s only the right ear. There’s more. The left, too, taunts a response, an echo I can’t escape either.

I don’t know.

I don’t know. But I want to. Maybe I have to. Maybe that’s the only way to find some peace from the noise that daily disturbs, fading in-out, right-left.

There’s a noise in my head. Suppose there always will be. Maybe I shouldn’t have listened.

Today’s Trail

Along today’s trail we will experience…

…connecting through Smiles and Frowns.

…growing with grammar.

…viewing The Book Thief.

…reflecting in our Journey Journals.

…hearing a Sappy Sy Rhyme.

Happy Wednesday, all. Thank you for listening to my noise.

Do. Reflect. Do Better.