I'll start with Bo Pelini's expletives that rocked Husker nation. Too many of my friends responded with either "he's a dirtbag, fire him," or "Bo is the greatest thing that has ever happened to Nebraska." Frankly I don't believe either of those responses are correct, and ultimately public relations won out. Man, I sure hope they talked about this in Dr. Cannon's crisis communication class.
Secondly, Chipotle launched an advertisement that again attacked traditional farmers and ranchers. I found it hilarious that they again used a cartoon, because real footage isn't nearly as horrible as the graphics their designers created. The use of imagination was great too, because obviously that's where all the content for that ad came in. I could pick up my bull horn and begin shouting angrily, but I think enough people have covered this issue, which brings me to the point of this post.
I saw so much passion and anger over the two issues above, but they don't really matter. Football is just a game, and Chipotle is just a corporation. Things that get people riled up, but in the end don't have an incredible amount of value. The reality is that things don't matter, people do.
The other realities of my week include 120+ sixth graders who not only need to learn English standards, but are looking to me to teach them about life. I'll be honest it wasn't an easy week, and on more than one day I looked into tear-filled eyes with some mistiness in my own. Each of my students matter, and I want them to be certain of that, even when I have to be firm or stern. Instead of getting buried in data, and grading, I choose to get buried answering the letters they write, and answering questions that don't always apply to English class.
It became very real that people matter on Sunday. I found out my high school class of 38 had lost our first classmate. His death was tragic and not only reminded me that I am far from home, but that life is short. I can either fill it with people or things, and I know what I want to choose.
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'till the cows come home,
Ellie
