Our Life in Coffee Spoons
At Bendigo Catholic College I had just spoken words of encouragement to 600 students.
Then I was invited up to the staffroom at recess for a cuppa.
So there I am, in the line holding onto my visitor’s cup, and then I notice the little whiteboard above the sink. It says, in black permanent marker, “today’s coffee spoon left in the coffee tin count is . . .”
And underneath that, in red whiteboard marker, is the number three. And I’m thinking, “no way . . . this is too sad”.
So now I have to know. And sure enough, when I reach the caterer’s-size coffee tin (surely the worst-tasting coffee on the planet), there are three spoons in there. What was that line in T. S. Eliot’s famous poem?
“I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.”
Oh, please, whatever we do, let’s not measure out our life in coffee spoons. The better line in that Eliot poem is this: “Do I dare disturb the universe?”
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