Todd Redman Journal –
Leading a Class to find Unlikely Beauty
In
my Honors class Treks and Texts, there was an assignment called “Lead
Respondent”, where a group of students worked together to present on important
figures in man’s exploration of nature.
At first, I was going to work solo on my presentation, but I quickly
changed around to work with a group presenting earlier on White and
Eisley. I’m glad I chose the larger
student group setting, because I benefited from the fun collaborative
experience.
White was an interesting man, who lived through a rough
childhood but persevered by connecting with nature in a place away from
people. He was specifically fascinated
by Arthurian legend because of its exploration of morality and themes of good
versus evil. We discussed his short
story, The Snakes are About, and we found his message to be that there
is beauty in all creatures, even the snake that is traditionally viewed as a
symbol of evil in literature, such as in the Bible. I thought that it was a nice theme, to see beauty
in nature where one would usually not look to find it. Our class activity based on this concept had
students go outside on campus for about a quarter hour, to find an example of
“unlikely beauty”. Despite being leading
presenters for this project, I suggested to my teammates for us all to go
outside and find examples of unlikely beauty as well to share with the
class. This semester in Treks and Texts
has been eye opening, because I have found joyous experiences in things such as
poetry about nature and volunteering at a forest preserve, when I usually might
not have explored those opportunities before.
I was excited to find some more examples of unlikely
beauty, so I looked around a bit. I
found under where the tire-swing used to be, a patch of dried mud. I remember seeing this natural phenomenon
multiple times before in my life, but only now did I look at it with another
level of appreciation and openness.
Looking at the desolate and cracked mud, I thought of it as an image of
the wasteland, a symbol of a decaying world from another one of my literature
classes. It was beautiful in a sad way,
the lack of vibrant life, and the abundance of dark hues and dried-up things.
I also found an anthill, or a mound made by ants. I took special care to not trample on it,
especially because ants in Texas are notorious for biting. I observed how the gravelly mound was in an
out-of-the-way location, so that it was a more private and sheltered base for
the ants. I looked closer at the green
plants and the brick pathway that surrounded the pile as well. Despite it being just an anthill, I found it
somehow beautiful as well, in a way that I can’t quite describe to myself right
now. Maybe sometimes things in
life do not need words to be explained.
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