Soup
A great but simple poem…
Soup
I saw a famous man eating soup.
I say he was lifting a fat broth
Into his mouth with a spoon.
His name was in the newspapers that day
Spelled out in tall black headlines
And thousands of people were talking about him.When I saw him,
He sat bending his head over a plate
Putting soup in his mouth with a spoon.
In the end, we all eat soup the same way. Heroes are fine. They inspire us. But we shouldn’t believe them infallible. We shouldn’t believe that they we’re a scared kid at some point, or getting failing grades, or striking out in Little League. They’re people, just like you. Most of our heroes developed their talents through hard work, study, coaching, learning, and many other inputs.
This is a good lesson, Jamie, and thanks for sharing it.
I’m currently reading “Willie Mays: The Life, the Legend” by James Hirsch. As a kid who was nuts about baseball, Willie was my hero, and I’m pleased to learn that he, also, put his pants on one leg at a time (somtimes dealt with fear, lack of confidence), but he also possessed a lot of humility, team spirit, and although he was criticized by Jackie Robinson for not being outspoken about civil rights, he actually lived his life with an attitude toward race that was ahead of his time. He grew up playing with white and black kids together in Alabama, and it was the adults who made a big deal about race, sometimes separating them when they played sandlot games together. His attitude of “let’s all play together” sustained him well in the majors. Talk about breaking down silos… He really lived it.
This is a good lesson, Jamie, and thanks for sharing it.
I’m currently reading “Willie Mays: The Life, the Legend” by James Hirsch. As a kid who was nuts about baseball, Willie was my hero, and I’m pleased to learn that he, also, put his pants on one leg at a time (somtimes dealt with fear, lack of confidence), but he also possessed a lot of humility, team spirit, and although he was criticized by Jackie Robinson for not being outspoken about civil rights, he actually lived his life with an attitude toward race that was ahead of his time. He grew up playing with white and black kids together in Alabama, and it was the adults who made a big deal about race, sometimes separating them when they played sandlot games together. His attitude of “let’s all play together” sustained him well in the majors. Talk about breaking down silos… He really lived it.
This is a good lesson, Jamie, and thanks for sharing it.
I’m currently reading “Willie Mays: The Life, the Legend” by James Hirsch. As a kid who was nuts about baseball, Willie was my hero, and I’m pleased to learn that he, also, put his pants on one leg at a time (somtimes dealt with fear, lack of confidence), but he also possessed a lot of humility, team spirit, and although he was criticized by Jackie Robinson for not being outspoken about civil rights, he actually lived his life with an attitude toward race that was ahead of his time. He grew up playing with white and black kids together in Alabama, and it was the adults who made a big deal about race, sometimes separating them when they played sandlot games together. His attitude of “let’s all play together” sustained him well in the majors. Talk about breaking down silos… He really lived it.