As I was reading through the usual array of feedback, I began to wonder as always, if everyone attended the same course. As usual the responses ranged from it being a waste of time to finding it a highly enlightening experience.
The stimulating discussions changed their way of thinking, provided views they had previously not considered and made them think differently or even changed their opinion. (Their words not mine.)
But what about the few that decided they had wasted their time and hadn’t taken the opportunity to develop themselves at all, let alone look for extras such as developing their debating skills, critical thinking and problem solving? Or even make new friends! as others said they had. I could hug these people that had made the effort to get something out of it. I would love to organise a really big coffee break and invite them all over for a chat as they must be lovely people to talk to.
It reminded me of one of my favourite stories:
A traveller came upon an old farmer hoeing in his field beside the road. Eager to rest his feet, the wanderer hailed the countryman, who seemed happy enough to straighten his back and talk for a moment. “What sort of people live in the next town?” asked the stranger.
“What were the people like where you’ve come from?” replied the farmer, answering the question with another question.
“They were a bad lot. Troublemakers all, and lazy too. The most selfish people in the world, and not a one of them to be trusted. I’m happy to be leaving the scoundrels.”
“Is that so?” replied the old farmer. “Well, I’m afraid that you’ll find the same sort in the next town.
Disappointed, the traveller trudged on his way, and the farmer returned to his work.
Some time later another stranger, coming from the same direction, hailed the farmer, and they stopped to talk. “What sort of people live in the next town?” he asked.
“What were the people like where you’ve come from?” replied the farmer once again.
“They were the best people in the world. Hard working, honest, and friendly. I’m sorry to be leaving them.”
“Fear not,” said the farmer. “You’ll find the same sort in the next town.”
So who would you want to share your coffee break with? Someone who says a course had been a waste of time or someone who said it was an enlightening experience.
Life is what we make it. What are you making of yours?