just because

I’ll be around later today or tomorrow, but I wanted to throw this up on here because…just because. It’s from The One Hundred Languages, which is a part of the Reggio education philosophy. My daughter attends  a Reggio school.

No Way. The Hundred is There.

The child is made of one hundred.
The child has
a hundred languages
a hundred hands
a hundred thoughts
a hundred ways of thinking
of playing, of speaking.
A hundred always a hundred
ways of listening
of marvelling, of loving
a hundred joys
for singing and understanding
a hundred worlds
to discover
a hundred worlds
to invent
a hundred worlds
to dream.
The child has
a hundred languages
(and a hundred hundred hundred more)
but they steal ninety-nine.
The school and the culture
separate the head from the body.
They tell the child:
to think without hands
to do without head
to listen and not to speak
to understand without joy
to love and to marvel
only at Easter and at Christmas.
They tell the child:
to discover the world already there
and of the hundred
they steal ninety-nine.
They tell the child:
that work and play
reality and fantasy
science and imagination
sky and earth
reason and dream
are things
that do not belong together.

And thus they tell the child
that the hundred is not there.
The child says:
No way. The hundred is there.

Loris Malaguzzi

(translated by Lella Gandini)


3 Responses to “just because”

  1. 1 Bets January 7, 2009 at 5:40 am

    This (http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=99056506) was a really nice interview today. Partially because of the interviewee’s lovely british accent, and largly because of the message. Think you’ll enjoy it. xo happy to see you posting again. love to little girl. xo to you too.

  2. 2 petitmuse January 8, 2009 at 9:54 pm

    love to see you around. hope you and yours are doing well!

  3. 3 petitmuse January 13, 2009 at 10:29 pm

    you know… brits, welsh, and maybe even irishmen & scots could say any damned thing they pleased to me in my ear—-any foul words they chose, even….or of course, they could just recite phone numbers…or, whatever—and it would be an, um, semi-intensely erotic experience.

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