Before delving into my research, I would like to preface this book with a story
entitled, Why We Struggle that one of my biochemistry students posted on the electronic
bulletin board during the middle of the semester of this action research
study.
A beautiful thought for you all to enjoy! A man found a cocoon of a butterfly. One day a
small opening appeared; he sat and watched the butterfly for several hours as it struggled
to force its body through that little hole. Then it seemed to stop making any progress. It
appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could and it could go no farther. Then the man
decided to help the butterfly, so he took a pair of scissors and snipped off the remaining bit
of the cocoon. The butterfly then emerged easily. But it had a swollen body and small,
shriveled wings. The man continued to watch the butterfly because he expected that, at any
moment, the wings would enlarge and expand to be able to support the body, which would
contract in time. Neither happened! In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling
around with a swollen body and shriveled wings. It never was able to fly. What the man in
his kindness and haste did not understand was that the restricting cocoon and the struggle
required for the butterfly to get through the tiny opening were God’s way of forcing fluid
from the body of the butterfly into its wings so that it would be ready for flight once it
achieved its freedom from the cocoon. Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need in
our life. If God allowed us to go through our life without any obstacles, it would cripple
us. We would not be as strong as what we could have been. And we could never fly.
This quote from one of my students gives the reader an idea of the struggles that
my students experienced as they tried to learn not only biochemistry but also to use
technology (before we had as many tools as we now have) and the language of
science as the students learned to work in collaborative groups. I really pushed
them and myself to learn.
Tallahassee, FL
Before delving into my research, I would like to preface this book with a storyentitled, Why We Struggle that one of my biochemistry students posted on the electronicbulletin board during the middle of the semester of this action researchstudy.A beautiful thought for you all to enjoy! A man found a cocoon of a butterfly. One day asmall opening appeared; he sat and watched the butterfly for several hours as it struggledto force its body through that little hole. Then it seemed to stop making any progress. Itappeared as if it had gotten as far as it could and it could go no farther. Then the mandecided to help the butterfly, so he took a pair of scissors and snipped off the remaining bitof the cocoon. The butterfly then emerged easily. But it had a swollen body and small,shriveled wings. The man continued to watch the butterfly because he expected that, at anymoment, the wings would enlarge and expand to be able to support the body, which wouldcontract in time. Neither happened! In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of its life crawlingaround with a swollen body and shriveled wings. It never was able to fly. What the man inhis kindness and haste did not understand was that the restricting cocoon and the strugglerequired for the butterfly to get through the tiny opening were God’s way of forcing fluidfrom the body of the butterfly into its wings so that it would be ready for flight once itachieved its freedom from the cocoon. Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need inour life. If God allowed us to go through our life without any obstacles, it would crippleus. We would not be as strong as what we could have been. And we could never fly.This quote from one of my students gives the reader an idea of the struggles thatmy students experienced as they tried to learn not only biochemistry but also to usetechnology (before we had as many tools as we now have) and the language ofscience as the students learned to work in collaborative groups. I really pushedthem and myself to learn.Tallahassee, FL
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