“whack whack whack
whack whack whack whack…”
“My gosh that
wookpecker sounds like someone is hitting a tree with a baseball bat!” my wife
exclaimed, “I wonder how they do that…any idea Mr. Biology teacher?”
“I…I don’t know…” I stammered as I furrowed my brow.
I looked abstractly off to the side as my deep in thought
wheels began to spin.
“Whatcha thinkin?”
my wife innocently said after what, in retrospect, seemed like an eternity.
“I’m thinking… about World
War I… actually…”
“World War I? What happened to the woodpecker? I’ll tell you what, sometimes I don’t
know where you come from” she said with a loving smile.
"Well..." I began explaining “I began thinking
about the woodpecker, and that hitting its head repeatedly must hurt. But then again it wouldn’t peck at wood
if it was harmful, so they must have a mechanism to avoid brain injury, like
concussion prevention. Then I
thought about my wreslters and how they deal with head injuries-concussions,
that my first step is to visit our athletic trainer. I also go to the trainer when they get a busted nose
that I can’t stop from bleeding, and that she uses this tube of gel that helps
the blood clot. Which made me
think of hemophilia, and Prince Alexi Romanov from Russia, and how Rasputin was
involved in helping the boy, but gave bad advice to his father about running
the army which is thought to have contributed to the revolution in Russia
during World War I. See, it’s not
that strange of a thought process” I said as I smiled back.
“Yes Chris, it
is. To associate a woodpecker and
WWI is a strange association…”
I have to agree, but also state that the mind is an
incredible thing.
Call it educational serendipity, but that night I picked up Talks to Teachers on Psychology And to
Students on Some of Life’s Ideals by William James and flipped to a section
called “The Association of Ideas.”