Our overarching purpose for the weekly team practice sessions is to steadily build our powers of creativity. John Cleese has given us a working definition of creativity: New ways of thinking about things. However, Dietrich Dӧrner would tell us that we need to define our goal more clearly.
What exactly should we focus on at team practice, so that those who show up at team practice are improving their creativity skills week by week? That is my good question for you for our team practice session on the first Wednesday of November. Take that general definition of our goal and define it in a more detailed and inspiring way, to guide how we use our time and develop our potential at each and every team practice.
If you can think very creatively about this BEFORE I send you the Zoom link, your contribution to the team practice on November 4 will probably be brilliant, because your first thoughts will then go through that re-writing that John Cleese emphasizes as so important for writing screenplays.
Okay, that’s your mission, should you choose to accept it.
I’ve appended the poem I wrote today for the poetry quest I’ve embarked on.
Carpe diem,
Arthur
Today I had a ten o’clock appointment
at the bank and I arrived early
and asked if I could use the washroom
and was told they couldn’t allow it
because of the pandemic.
So I drove to the shopping mall just a block away
and went into their indoor food court
and walked past it to the washroom
and the sign read Temporarily Closed
Sorry for the Inconvenience.
I asked someone working at a food outlet
whether there was another washroom open
in the shopping mall and he said he didn’t think so
and I said this is madness they can’t just close
the washrooms and I went back outside
and asked a man standing there if he knew
where I could find a washroom and he said
there was one across the street at the filling station.
Well I wasn’t planning to fill up the tank,
planning to empty it really,
but I drove across the street and sure enough
they had a washroom open
and I relieved myself and felt like a new man.
As I was leaving, I thanked the fellow at the cash register
and said I was planning to write a short story
about all this and I would give him a copy
and he thought that was funny.
Well I haven’t written a short story about it yet,
but I did write this poem
and I got back to the bank
only ten minutes late for the appointment
and I was feeling really fine.
So, if I add it all up,
I think I came out ahead,
and I hope you enjoyed this poem.
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