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When I was at school, I would often be sent to the head of year for a reprimand. These interactions would go something like this:

Mr. P: "Why are you here? Again."

Me: "I don't know. Again."

Mr. P: "Ms. L told me *the rule I broke like having the wrong uniform, or emailing my homework instead of writing it in my book, or my book was wet from the rain...* happened."

Me: "Correct. Can you explain why that means I have to be here? I have course work to do."

Mr. P: *exasperated* "No. It's ok. Let's go to the library and if anyone asks you're in detention."

Me: "But I'm going to the library anyway, and I shouldn't be in detention."

Mr. P: "Just. Be quiet."

On hindsight, I can see my teachers were trying to get me to be less sloppy, and more professional. At the time, the rules felt stupid and contributed nothing to my learning (and I argued my point eloquently), and I failed to see the nuances of what the rules were for. I still fail to see this sort of thing in adult life, but I've learned to pick my battles.

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I’ve often believed true creativity hinges on humility, but never thought of empathy playing a role. Thanks for the reframe.

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