Principal’s Blog, Tuesday 8th January 2019, Your children are not your children

Before you get too worried by the title of this week’s blog I will tell you that it comes from a piece of work by Kahil Gibran, the Lebanese-American writer, poet and visual artist. I came across it on the same day that I had been helping/encouraging my own son’s with their holiday homework. It was a timely reminder of the balance that we must strike between directing/supporting and pushing/empowering. It’s sometimes all too easy to be tempted to push too hard, and  by doing so, ending up moving more slowly.

It also strongly resonates with our core purpose at Hazeley of seeking to develop Character, Confidence and Creativity in our young people and each other so that together we can gain fulfilment by playing a positive role in our community.  This cannot be achieved by simply pushing/controlling our students with a rigid set of rules and expectations. Instead we need to create a place where they can grow, develop, find their own inspiration and path. Of course, as the analogy with the bow in the poem suggests this also involves creating stability and security from which they can launch.

I hope that you enjoy reflecting on the poem as much as I did.

Mr Nelson

Khalil Gibran

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, 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 hands be for happiness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
So He loves the bow that is stable.