This is an example of a logic model. I have tried three times to make a logic model depicting a 1st grade unit on Tibetan culture. This is my assignment for a course called Evaluation and Monitoring in International Education. Every attempt more clearly confirms that I have low Spacial IQ. The confused expressions of classmates and my professor that meet my logic models make me so sad. I left class feeling slightly defective tonight.

And then when I was riding home on the Metro train, Dan Choi was the Moth podcast speaker I was listening to, and he recited an Iraqi poem:

You are free
You are free before the noonday sun
And you are free before the moon
And you are free before the stars
And you are free when there is no sun
When there's no moon
And when there isn't a single star in the sky

But you are a slave
You are a slave to the one you love
Because you love him
And you are a slave to the one you love
Because he loves you back

The joy I found in these words and the story of personal transformation he was recounting, reminded me that I am differently abled. I have linguistic and intrapersonal intelligences where I lack spatial genius. I'm special. Everybody is. And it's okay that I have gaps and you have gaps, because it makes room for humility and the occasional hilarious self-deprecating humor.

Ultimately, I will beat that Logic Model into submission, but it will never satisfy me the way a poem could. That's who I am.