Abbey came home from school today and told me about a poem she picked out in school to recite to her class. She told the name of the poem: It’s the poem “Smart”, by Shel Silverstein.
I got a big smile as she started reciting the poem, and then telling me the name. Guess what? I chose this exact poem to recite to my… third-grade class at Weisbrook Elementary in Wheaton, IL, in the spring of 1988.
Now…what are the chances that that’s a coincidence? I don’t know how popular the poem itself is, but Shel Silverstein has to be one of the more popular poetry authors out there. But even then, he’s written a lot of poems! How do you explain a daughter picking out the same poem in the same grade, where I don’t think I’ve ever mentioned it to her?
Regardless of how ‘special’/’unique’ it is, it’s one of those special reminders that your kids are, in some real way… you. They’ve got your thoughts, outlook, sense of humor… who knows exactly what part of you they are… but they have some of you in there. And it’s a source of pride and wonderment that some part of you lives on in this little being.