Monday, June 9, 2014

June 2014 Leadership Reflection



Slow but Steady Wins the Race

When I was in the third grade, my teacher, Miss Begeman, made reading Aesop’s Fables into a game. Each student would take turns reading a fable out loud from our Open Court reading textbook, and then the rest of the class would be asked to weigh in on what the moral of the story was. I was recently reminded of a famous fable by Aesop – “The Tortoise and the Hare” – when I received a thoughtful and clever gift: a stand magnifier, designed for use on a desktop, with the round magnifier being surrounded by the metallic body, limbs, and head of a skillfully crafted turtle. It occupies a place of honor on my desk at home. J

The fable about the persistent tortoise and the overconfident hare was of special relevance to my classmates at school because many of the students would try to complete their in-class assignments as quickly as possible so they could start working on their homework, play an edutaining game in the far corner of the classroom, or draw and color at their desks. I was tempted to go along with that hasty mindset for a while, but then my mother reminded me of her favorite fable from Aesop, which was also (by coincidence) “The Tortoise and the Hare.” From that fable, and Mother’s exposition of its meaning, I learned to take my time with preparing assignments and double-check my work before turning it in. Miss Begeman reinforced this message by reminding us several times a week that “There’s no prize for finishing first!”

Realizing that “slow but steady wins the race” is an important lesson for leaders to internalize. We may have many noble goals and worthy projects to shepherd through committees and hierarchies, but patient endurance and careful preparation are superior leadership strategies that usually win out in the end. “Slow but steady wins the race” is a lesson that I strive to impart to the ACES James Scholars whom I interact with on a daily basis, and I’m delighted to tell you that 45 seniors took that message to heart and graduated with James Scholar Distinction this May – among whom were ten Bronze Tablet Scholars! Yay! :)






Above: Bronze Tablet alumna Maria Pauls (right) receives her ACES James Scholar graduation certificate from me on May 15th in the “Honors Corner” of 128 Mumford Hall. (Photo by Amanda Lehner, ACES James Scholar Class of 2014.)

Insights of this type can be traced back to the sages of ancient times, including Aesop himself, who learned from his own life experiences that “slow but steady wins the race.” Born a slave on the coast of Thrace (modern Bulgaria) around 620 BCE, Aesop patiently used his wits and wisdom to buy his freedom. He journeyed through mainland Greece, the Aegean islands, and the Greek cities in Ionia (western Turkey), sharing his insights with other people by telling his edutaining fables, which illustrated various aspects of human nature and the human condition while showing people how to live wisely on a day-to-day basis. Aesop supposedly died around 560 BCE at Delphi (a famous shrine in Greece) by jumping off a cliff – he was being pursued by an angry mob of Delphic citizens who had taken offense at some of his fables!

Despite the legendary character of many stories about his life, Aesop is regarded as the fountainhead of the fable tradition in the Western world. Over 600 fables attributed to him have been passed down through the centuries in Greek, Latin, and other European languages. Each new generation finds nuggets of insight in these timeless tales of animals and people who learn their lessons about life in the easy way or the hard way. And now, to conclude this article, here is the original fable of the tortoise and the hare, along with its moral, as told by Aesop, one of the Seven Sages of ancient Greece.

“The Tortoise and the Hare” by Aesop
A Hare one day ridiculed the short feet and slow pace of the Tortoise, who replied, laughing: “Though you be swift as the wind, I will beat you in a race.” The Hare, believing her assertion to be simply impossible, assented to the proposal; and they agreed that the Fox should choose the course and fix the goal.
       On the day appointed for the race the two started together. The Tortoise never for a moment stopped, but went on with a slow but steady pace straight to the end of the course. The Hare, lying down by the wayside, fell fast asleep. At last waking up, and moving as fast as he could, he saw the Tortoise had reached the goal, and was comfortably dozing after her fatigue. 
       Slow but steady wins the race.

Friday, June 6, 2014

D-Day & Flag Day!



Dear Members, Alumni, & Friends of the JSMT:

Today marks the 70th anniversary of D-Day, when the Allies landed on the beaches of Normandy in France to begin the liberation of Europe from Nazi tyranny during World War II. Since my late father and all my uncles were veterans of the World War II era, this edition of Quotemail will feature three patriotic poems from the 19th century, which were quite popular back then but are not as well known today.

“The Liberty Tree” (1775)
By Thomas Paine (1737-1809)
This poem was written to “rally the troops” and garner support for the American Revolution after British troops chopped down the “Liberty Tree” that stood near Boston Commons in 1775. The 129-year-old tree, after its death, became a powerful symbol for the Continental Army and was displayed on numerous American flags throughout the Revolution.

1. In a chariot of light from the regions of day,
The goddess of Liberty came,
Ten thousand celestials directed her way,
And hither conducted the dame.
A fair budding branch from the gardens above,
Where millions with millions agree,
She brought in her hand as a pledge of her love,
And the plant she named Liberty Tree.

2. The celestial exotic stuck deep in the ground,
Like a native it flourished and bore;
The fame of its fruit drew the nations around
To seek out this peaceable shore.
Unmindful of names or distinctions they came,
For freemen like brothers agree;
With one Spirit endued, they one friendship pursued,
And their temple was Liberty Tree.

3. But hear, O ye swains (‘tis a tale most profane),
How all the tyrannical powers,
Kings, Commons, and Lords, are uniting amain
To cut down this guardian of ours.
From the east to the west blow the trumpet to arms,
Through the land let the sound of it flee:
Let the far and the near all unite with a cheer,
In defense of our Liberty Tree.

“Columbia the Gem of the Ocean” (1843)
By David T. Shaw & Thomas A. Becket, Sr.
This patriotic song served as an unofficial national anthem for the United States until 1931. It was especially popular during the Civil War Era (1861-1865).

1. O Columbia! the gem of the ocean,
The home of the brave and the free,
The shrine of each patriot’s devotion,
A world offers homage to thee;
Thy mandates make heroes assemble,
When Liberty’s form stands in view;
Thy banners make tyranny tremble,
When borne by the red, white, and blue.
When borne by the red, white, and blue,
When borne by the red, white, and blue,
Thy banners make tyranny tremble,
When borne by the red, white and blue.

2. When war winged its wide desolation,
And threatened the land to deform,
The ark then of freedom’s foundation,
Columbia rode safe through the storm;
With her garlands of victory around her,
When so proudly she bore her brave crew;
With her flag proudly waving before her,
The boast of the red, white and blue.
The boast of the red, white and blue,
The boast of the red, white, and blue,
With her flag proudly floating before her,
The boast of the red, white and blue.

3. The Union, the Union forever,
Our glorious nation’s sweet hymn,
May the wreaths it has won never wither,
Nor the stars of its glory grow dim,
May the service united never sever,
But they to their colors prove true.
The Army and Navy forever,
Three cheers for the red, white, and blue.
Three cheers for the red, white, and blue,
Three cheers for the red, white, and blue,
The Army and Navy forever,
Three cheers for the red, white and blue.

“Betsy’s Battle Flag”
By Minna Irving (1872)
This poem was written in homage to Betsy Ross, who is widely credited with producing the first edition of the “Stars and Stripes” American flag for the Continental Congress in 1777.

1. From dusk till dawn the livelong night
She kept the tallow dips alight,
And fast her nimble fingers flew
To sew the stars upon the blue.
With weary eyes and aching head
She stitched the stripes of white and red.
And when the day came up the stair
Complete across a carven chair
Hung Betsy’s battle-flag.

2. Like shadows in the evening gray
The Continentals filed away,
With broken boots and ragged coats,
But hoarse defiance in their throats;
They bore the marks of want and cold,
And some were lame and some were old,
And some with wounds untended bled,
But floating bravely overhead
Was Betsy’s battle-flag.

3. When fell the battle’s leaden rain,
The soldier hushed his moans of pain
And raised his dying head to see
King George’s troopers turn and flee.
Their charging column reeled and broke,
And vanished in the rolling smoke,
Before the glory of the stars,
The snowy stripes, and scarlet bars
Of Betsy’s battle-flag.

4. The simple stone of Betsy Ross
Is covered now with mold and moss,
But still her deathless banner flies,
And keeps the color of the skies.
A nation thrills, a nation bleeds,
A nation follows where it leads,
And every man is proud to yield
His life upon a crimson field
For Betsy’s battle-flag!

Happy D-Day & Flag Day to all our readers! :)

Rob

Thursday, May 29, 2014

Memorial Day & Graduation



Dear Members, Alumni, & Friends of the JSMT:

Graduations and Memorial Day (May 30th) are upon us, marking the unofficial ending of springtime and the beginning of summer. Here are two poems for your reading pleasure: The first poem is dedicated to all our intrepid graduates who are venturing forth to improve the world we live in, and the second poem is in honor of all the heroes whom we remember with gratitude on Memorial Day.

“Up-Hill” by Christina Rossetti (1830-1894)

Does the road wind up-hill all the way?
       Yes, to the very end.
Will the day’s journey take the whole long day?
       From morn to night, my friend.

But is there for the night a resting-place?
       A roof for when the slow dark hours begin.
May not the darkness hide it from my face?
       You cannot miss that inn.

Shall I meet other wayfarers at night?
       Those who have gone before.
Then must I knock, or call when just in sight?
       They will not keep you standing at that door.

Shall I find comfort, travel-sore and weak?
       Of labor you shall find the sum.
Will there be beds for me and all who seek?
       Yea, beds for all who come.

“Decoration Day” by Evaleen Stein (1863-1923)

See the soldiers, little ones!
       Hark the drummers’ beat!
See them with their flags and guns
       Marching down the street!

Tattered flags from out the wars,
       Let us follow these
To the little stripes and stars
       Twinkling through the trees.

Watch them waving through the grass
       Where the heroes sleep!
Thither gently let us pass
       On this day we keep.

Let us bring our blossoms, too,
       All our gardens grow;
Lilacs honey-sweet with dew,
       And the lilies’ snow.

Every posy of the May,
       Every bloomy stem,
Every bud that breaks to-day
       Gather now for them.

Lay the lilies o’er them thus,
       Lovingly, for so
Down they laid their lives for us,
       Long and long ago.

Heap above them bud and bough;
       Softly, ere we cease,
God, we pray Thee, gently now
       Fold them in Thy peace!

Happy Memorial Day to all our readers! :)

Rob