“Before I can tell my life what I want to do with it, I must listen to my life telling me who I am.”
― Parker J. Palmer
When I was eleven, I went to England for the first time. I spent three days in London with my parents followed by a week with my mother’s pen friend’s family. I was absolutely fascinated by the country and what I perceived as its quaint customs: school uniforms, driving on the left, 99 flake, … the language.
As a result of these enchanting ten days, I clearly remember announcing to my parents that I wished to become an English teacher. I believe that, even as a pre-teen, I wished to share with others my love of the language and the culture. Six years later, I spent a whole year in England and then started college. At the age of 22 I became just that: an English student teacher in a French high school.
Some of us have a sense of vocation much later in life and nowadays second careers are not rare. On the contrary some people have had their vocations thwarted, by people or events. One of my colleagues became a teacher because of a domineering father, so did his brothers and sisters. It was clear that he did not enjoy it in the least and was an unhappy man living his father’s dream as best as he could.
Others find their vocations in doing something special for themselves or others rather than in they careers. Writing as a hobby might be yours.
VOCATION
When the gong sounds ten in the morning and I walk to school by our lane.
Every day I meet the hawker crying, “Bangles, crystal bangles!”
There is nothing to hurry him on, there is no road he must
take, no place he must go to, no time when he must come home.
I wish I were a hawker, spending my day in the road, crying,
“Bangles, crystal bangles!”
When at four in the afternoon I come back from the school,
I can see through the gate of that house the gardener digging the ground.
He does what he likes with his spade, he soils his clothes
with dust, nobody takes him to task if he gets baked in the sun or gets wet.
I wish I were a gardener digging away at the garden with
nobody to stop me from digging.
Just as it gets dark in the evening and my mother sends me to bed,
I can see through my open window the watchman walking up and down.
The lane is dark and lonely, and the street-lamp stands like
a giant with one red eye in its head.
The watchman swings his lantern and walks with his shadow at
his side, and never once goes to bed in his life.
I wish I were a watchman walking the streets all night,
chasing the shadows with my lantern.
Rabindranath Tagore
So today I’d like you to write about your call, or that of a person you know and admire – that person may be a famous sportsman or leader but also an anonymous relative or neighbor.
You may prefer to write about what could your call have been had your circumstances been different. Like Tagore, you could also choose to listen to the child in you and remember what you wanted to become.
After writing your poem, post your link below. And in the spirit of community, visit others as well.
What to do after you have written:
• Post your poem to your blog
• Add a link to your poem via the ‘Mr Linky’ below
• Read and comment on other people’s work to let them know it’s being read
• Share via your favorite social media platforms
• Above all- have fun!
Gabriella said:
Greetings, poets! I look forward to getting some insights into your personal callings or your more general thoughts on vocation.
Grace said:
Good afternoon Gabriella, thanks for hosting ~ I am envious of those (including you) who know their calling early in life ~ For most, including myself, I still finding my own calling and journey ~ Writing poetry has been a blessing ~
Gabriella said:
Although I knew I wanted to be a teacher quite early in life, it took me several decades before I delved into poetry and sketching.
Grace said:
I am glad you are branching out to sketching ~
claudia said:
that is really a cool story gabriella… your prompt really got me thinking about my calling, the things i like to do… it was never so clear for me as it seems it was for you – still struggling – still searching – still on the journey… smiles
love that quote as well
Gabriella said:
I am glad the prompt made you think, Claudia. From what I can see about your job you seem to like it and be good at it. Maybe it was your call, even though it did not seem clear-cut.
MarinaSofia said:
What lovely memories you have of England – as a child we tend not to see the football hooligans and other small inconveniences. I too came on a trip to England when I was about 10 and remember the Peter Pan statue, falling in love with Oxford and visiting Stratford-on-Avon (I was a Shakespeare fan even back then).
Other than writing, I always felt I had a calling to go and help children in the Brazilian favelas or else work on an elephant orphanage in Kenya. I’ve never been able to fulfill either dream, though.
I won’t be linking, but will be visiting tomorrow morning (evening time here, beddy byes for me soon).
Gabriella said:
Thanks for your own memories of England MarineSofia. Writing is something else I enjoyed doing. I am glad this is something that is concrete for you.
claudia said:
i fell in love with oxford as well last summer… the city of dreaming spires… so very beautiful…
Gabriella said:
I love it. Discovered it about 25 years ago. Doesn’t it make you want to be a student again?
Anthony Desmond said:
that’s a very early age to know what you wanted to do… smiles. That is so cool… It’s not good when parents push their kids into something or force them to follow in their footprints; doing what you love is a must, otherwise it’s a life of regret and misery… how wants to go into a job they hate every work day?
Gabriella said:
Knowing at a very early age does not mean it is always easy nor definite.
Anthony Desmond said:
Of course not. usually we change what want to be every other day at that age; I know I did.
welshstream said:
Cool prompt ….I guess writing is my vocation, but I’m also retired so it gives me time to think about other vocations, especially the more obscure ones! Had fun teasing a poem out of this 🙂
Mary said:
I think there are different kinds of calls in life. Sometime it can be a vocational one; and even this can change as life goes on. Ha, at one time I wanted to leave teaching and open up a soup restaurant with a little bookstore attached…thought it would be fun. Never did that though, as teaching was much more secure.
Then there are the calls that you get at one time or another to DO something with your life that does not involve a vocation — poetry or painting or maybe biking or photography. I think we can keep getting calls throughout our lives. We may or may not answer them, but it is good to listen.
Anthony Desmond said:
soup restaurant – yum! I agree Mary… the call is not always vocational: could be taking up a new hobby, traveling – something to give us a bit of personal enlightenment
Mary said:
Exactly, Anthony! Enlightenment and enrichment for sure. I do think that all of us really have been ‘called’ to write poetry….one way or another.
Glenn Buttkus said:
At an early age I knew I wanted to become an actor & writer, hoping the success of one vocation could lead to the other. I pursued my dreams, became an actor, spent a decade discovering it was not my calling, then becoming a teacher. My writing has always been a blessing, much like with Grace. But I have written so much over the years about my vocation(s), I decided to reach beyond to another vocation I have always wondered about.
Gabriella said:
It is perhaps better to pursue a dream and realize it was not your calling than be bitter because you did not try. I know a few people who still have regrets about things they might not even have been good at.
katiemiafrederick said:
My calling is in philosophy.. free verse poetically.. lyrically.. expressed words to that effect and affect.. as well as steps in dance and photos to illustrate what i love the most in people.. culture.. and nature…
And that’s a big thing.. all of that.. and truly this post is not for the faint of computer speed or Internet access.. or even portable devices.. but sooner or later
technology and other stuff.. will catch up to THAT.. as that’s the way of the world.. at
least for now..;)
Grace said:
By the way, this is an early call but I want to give a hint for MTB this Thursday, we are writing to the villanelle form ~ Check out Sam’s old article here on this form ~ Have a good day/night everyone ~
Susan said:
Such a beautiful invitation/essay, Gabriella! I enjoy both Parker Palmer and Rabindranath Tagore. I wrote my poem about writing poetry during the month of April–but since I am no longer teaching college theatre or high school English, this is beginning to feel like the place for me to be, ie, vocation. Thanks for the challenge.
Gabriella said:
You are welcome, Susan. I greatly appreciated your poem.
Dusty Writes said:
Hi Gabriella! Great prompt, thanks–at first I thought I’d have nothing for it, but surprise-surprise. I’m here from my new blog–left the Albatross et al behind–good to be back with the fabulous group of writers.
billgncs said:
What a thought provoking prompt – I always used to envy those who knew – but at one point as a young man I wanted to make enough money to support a career as a rugby player. For over a decade it was pretty good and then one loses a step – I wonder where it goes, and the injuries begin to pile up and the you realize that the joy of violent motion, the game has walked away from you.
Gabriella said:
Thank you, Bill. I find sport is a very demanding career which promises a lot to many but rewards only a few. You were very brave to consider it.
billgncs said:
rites of manhood, vision quests, gladiators… it’s how young men play
Myrna said:
I visited England many years ago. How wonderful that your childhood inspiration and dream became reality. Thanks for this prompt Gabriella. It’s a good one. I’ve already lived my careers, but I like my hobbies. Writing is my favorite.
Gabriella said:
It is a blessing g to have hobbies we enjoy. I am very new to mine and can feel discouraged every now and again.
C.C. said:
What an inspirational and thought-provoking quote by Parker J. Palmer! Thanks for sharing.
Gabriella said:
You are welcome, C.C.
Susan said:
Mr. Linky seems to be taking a break!
Prajakta said:
Excellent! I grew up with Tagore’s writing and this was something that was a part of our curriculum in school. I remember being assigned an essay on what we really wanted to do once we grew up – I will try to dig that up and maybe give a twist hopefully to post it up 🙂
Gabriella said:
An essay on what we want to do when we grow up seems to be a favorite among teachers. I have been guilty of the act too.
Bryan Ens said:
not sure if it’s just my computer or not…but Mr.Linky appears to be broken…
Bryan Ens said:
Just looked at the time…I’m guessing Mr.Linky is doing an April Fools joke…
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C.C. said:
Yeah, not working for me either 😦
Dusty Writes said:
Oh good, I thought I’d gone blind–can’t find Mr Linky….
Sumana Roy said:
I’ve also visited a number of poetry sites. Mr. Linky isn’t working anywhere..sigh..
Yer Forest Pirate said:
That was very thoughtful and thought-provoking, a real challenge.
Gabriella said:
I am glad you enjoyed the challenge, Pirate!
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Grace said:
Mr linky is working again ~ If it plays tricks again, please leave your link in the comment and we will visit ~ Thanks for your patience ~
Gabriella said:
Thank you, Grace, for your help.
MarinaSofia said:
One quick note: if you are registered on Netgalley (a site for readers/reviewers and publishers), they are offering a lot of good poetry books for you to read electronically for National Poetry Month, including two of my favourites, Tawara Machi and Wislawa Szymborska. Here is the link if you are interested: (hope it works)
http://view.et.netgalley.com/?j=ff2a11787160&m=fe89137275630c7b7d&ls=fe6015737562027e7013&l=ff2d1577746d&s=feb61c77736d0674&jb=ffcf14&ju=fec31571716d0d79&r=0
Gabriella said:
Thank you for the information!
Kathy Reed said:
I love the story of the night watchman..for a lot of ‘callings’ there is an element of romance….nice choice for a prompt, Gabriella.
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Linda Kruschke said:
Finally was able to write one. I liked this prompt but it was challenging. Not sure what I wrote is any good, but it was fun. I’ll be back later (probably in the morning) to read some other poems. Peace, Linda
Gabriella said:
Wonderful that you have been able to participate, Linda!
durfeem said:
Bwahahahahaha For the first time i thought I’d write to/for D’verse and I’ll be damned if the linky thingy didn’t close while i was writing. *meh* My aversion to vocation is on my blog anywho.
Gabriella said:
Durfeem, you did not link with your blog but with your gravatar. Therefore your blog’s url does not appear.
durfeem said:
http://themanwhowalksalonewalksfaster.blogspot.com/
I just never got around to changing the website info for this sign in.