Oct 3: Exit Slip

Below is my math poem I wrote in the garden. It is in the form of the Hemachandra/Fibonacci Sequence using words. 

8: The green leaves glisten under the morning sun
5: Basking in their final moments 
3: Brown they turn
2: Withering way
1: Fall’s
1: Here

I also tried writing a function poem, which explores the inevitable constraints that time imposes on every spirit.

The function of time dances around 
Grabbing souls as inputs to waltz away 
Dare to greet it hand in hand 
Yet all output remains the same 
What seems as infinity approaches zero 
Souls bound to reality 

While engaging in our drawing activity, I realized that writing poetry came much more naturally to me. Poetry offers a sense of freedom, allowing me to embrace creativity without the pressure of precision. This approach makes me less critical of my work. I find a greater sense of comfort in weaving words together than in creating visuals. During our class discussion, however, I noticed that many peers had the opposite experience. They found poetry more challenging than drawing. This contrast highlighted the unique individuality of our comfort zones and learning styles. As an educator, I am inspired to think about how I can introduce a diverse range of activities in the classroom that cater to these varying preferences, all while ensuring they remain low-stakes and inviting for everyone to explore.