Hi Carl, Now, I serve as the program chair and secretary for the Elliot Eisner SIG at AERA. It is established in memory of Elliot Eisner, a former Stanford professor. He passed away ten years ago. His student is still passionately giving lectures about his legacy. I found it deeply moving. I hope to contribute to the SIG to the best of my abilities. On a different note, the Vancouver home prices are disheartening.

Hi Carl, I asked two teachers about the location of your tomb, but they didn't know. I then asked the company that carried out your funeral ceremony, but they didn't have the information either. I won't be able to visit your tomb in the near future. Usually, my little brother sweeps our father's tomb in spring when I am away from our hometown. I thank your family members for also sweeping your tomb. Best regards, Albert

Hi Carl, I asked two teachers about the location of your tomb, but they didn't know. I then contacted the company that carried out your funeral ceremony, and they said that they handed your ashes back to your family. I may not be able to visit your tomb in the near future. My little brother always sweeps our father's tomb in spring when I am away from our hometown. I thank your family members for also sweeping your tomb. Best, Albert

Hi Carl, Just submitted something. I'm wait for the the result. It will come out before March 15, 2024. Few days before your death anniversary... Best, Albert

Dear Carl, We used to discuss scholarly things and other aspects of humanities and social studies. In terms of religion, I am interested in Christianity and nothing else. I am not interested in politics or any other religion. I am a scholar doing research in an a-political and non-religious way. Sincerely, Botao Wu

Hi Carl, Miss you. All those bitter-sweet memories... Best, Botao

Hi Carl, Just finished editing my paper that will be submitted to a collection of articles on Poetic Inquiry. In Vancouver, on a gloomy afternoon, I am ruminating on the very nature of human existence, the necessity to change, and the adherence to truth. Best, Albert

Dear Carl, The promise i am talking about is made after you passed away. i am happy that i fulfilled all my promises to you when you were still here in this world.

Dear Carl, On my way to UBC, I am thinking when there is no basic support, I will still keep my promise, by passing on the promise to my students...

Hi Carl, i didn't forget my promise to you, Carl. Kind of busy these days. But i am happy. Best, Botao

Hi Carl, Miss you. I am growing. Best, Albert

Hi Carl, Just chatted with Rahela. Look forward to meeting friends in Vancouver. Albert

Hi Carl, Just chatted with Rahela. Look forward to meeting friends in Vancouver. It is my honour to be your student. Albert

Hi Carl, Feel happy after work. Thank you for your careful and patient guidance. Best, Albert

Hi Carl, i am improving. Recently, i can understand some confusions better than before. Never forget my promise to you. Still working on the mission. Botao

Dear Carl, Whenever there are challenges in my life, I Miss you. Botao

Dear Carl, Miss you. Botao

Hi Carl, Tried to visit your tomb in 2020, but was not able to find the exact location. Hope i can make it this fall. Albert

Carl's passion for and commitment to art-based inquiry is alive and well in the scholarly work of recent recipients of this award. And the fund continues to grow bit by bit!

Hi Carl, No matter whether I am Botao or Albert or anonymous, I never forget my promise. I am dedicated to fulfilling it.

Hi Carl, i am still trying to find the way to things that i want to get. It's hard. But i can make it. At the same time, i am searching for a home. Sincerely, Botao

Hi Carl, It's just that I am not strong, smart and skillful enough. I got to find my shortcomings and make progress. I still remember your words that I should try not to be emotional. I am becoming better. Botao Best, Botao

Hi Carl, When that day approaches, i search online for your information. Feel much better when listening to your poems. I used to weep at my father's tomb. i feel proud as his son. i feel proud as your student, too. Botao

Sorry for the typo. There are glitches. I mean intentionally. Thank you for allowing me to talk to you without thinking twice. Albert

Hi Carl, There are many people who eat their words and internationally cheat people. It's a pity that we lost you, a man of his word(s). Respectfully, Albert

Hi Carl, Currently, I am still waiting for my current employer to admit and start to complete the contents of their oral contract with me, which embodies their promises. I am going to finish the requirements for me in the written contract soon. It's my third year working for my current employer. Sincerely, Botao

Hi Carl, Merry Christmas and happy new year. One paper published, another accepted. Job done. Albert

Hi Carl, I am still working on the mission and trying to find a home. These days, I am waiting for an important decision from a top-notch journal. Best, Albert

Hi Carl, I think 'miss you' is the most expressive and powerful phrase in the world. But I am not allowed to post it. Best, Albert

Hi Carl, Thank you for teaching me that I deserve what I want to do. I am still trying to find the way to do it. I didn't forget my promise to you and am still on the mission. At the same time, I am searching for a home. Albert

Hi Carl, I'm still working on my job, and trying to find my home. Albert

Hi Carl, I'm still in search of a home. I'm also working on fulfilling your dream. Albert

Hi Carl, Can I say I miss you again. Sincerely, Albert

Hi Carl, We'll get the Job done. Sincerely, Albert

Hi Carl, Miss you. Albert

Shortly after I paid my first visit to the Gastown, I happened to be reading Carl Leggo’s The Poet’s Corpus in Love Passionate Pedagogy, and also around the same time I heard the news of professor Leggo’s passing in my department. When I sit in the cornor of the Starbucks next to the Gastown steam clock again, I started to think that perhaps this landmark is what I share in common with a poet named Carl Leggo, in a way it also connects the memory of many others whose map overlaps.

Hi Carl, I'll get the job done. The harsher the reality is, the more dedicated I am. Albert

Feel relaxed after babbling and setting a shortterm goal. Still working on getting a paper published in a topnotch journal before the end of the year.

Hi Carl, Practising an alternative academic genre, it is hard to get established. I am still trying to publish an article in a top-tier journal before the end of the year. Albert

Hi Carl, Still trying to learn your social skills. Botao

Thank you Carl for the sweet memories. I know you have hard times, especially when reading and teaching your novel. I am still learning from you. In memory of Carl, Botao

Hi Carl, Miss you on rainy days. Thank you for your strong support and wise advice. I am still on the mission. Best, Botao

Hi Carl, Miss you in rainy days. Thank you for your strong support and wise advice. I am still on the mission. Best, Botao

Prof Carl Leggo was one of those rare individuals who was able to make a student feel that he was valued as a human being. His charismatic presence in class was very welcoming and his creative teaching approach created a relaxed, inclusive and engaging learning environment. He was a real global citizen, with a kind heart and an open mind. May the winds of heaven blow softly and whisper in your ear. Always on my mind, forever in my heart.

Hi Carl, I am still working on fulfilling your dream, though it is hard. Best, Botao

Hi Carl, Happy New Year. I miss you. I have spent 20 years and fulfilled my father's wish. In the following years, I am on a mission to fulfill your dream. I am happy that I worked with you. Miss you and wish you are happy now in paradise. Best, Botao

Hi Carl, Merry Christmas. I made it. Botao

Hi Carl, Thank you for helping me feel safe and equal to my peers. It's an invaluable gift. I've failed several times in the attempt to publish my article about you and me. Still trying to get it published before the end of the year. Best, Botao

Hi Carl, Miss you. I appreciate the sunshine you give to everyone. I am trying to publish an academic article about you and me. Hope I can make it before the end of the year.

Hi Carl, I've decided on a job in South China. My paper "My Poetic Inquiry" is just accepted by a top-tier journal, Qualitative Inquiry. Will write more and try to get published. Still remember our consensus that some award belongs to us. Thank you so much for the life experience and classes at UBC! In the shadow of Novel coronavirus but not infected, Botao

I had no intention of embarking on a masters program until Carl presented at a professional development day at my elementary school. His presentation was so inspiring that two colleagues and I entered the program. I was nervous as I walked into the first class but was set at ease as Carl met each student with a warm welcome. After class I was confused. It was so much fun. It was too easy. University is supposed to be hard work. What was going on? Carl announced that all students in the class will get an A if we showed up more or less regularly. A, eh? This was really weird but after every class though, words crashed around in my head. I would be up till the wee hours pouring those words out when I should have been sleeping. Set free from the oppressive quest for a mark, encouraged to take risks, have fun, play with ideas, I learned so much. Thank you Carl.

My first class with Carl was in 1994: Principles of Teaching, a lab section after a lecture, While we sat waiting for the Prof, students filed in. A long-haired figure with an army green canvas bag arrived and no one took much notice. Another student in this mix of ages required class for Education students? Nope, it is the Prof. I thought he looked a lot like Jesus, as he took to introducing himself, tossed aside the prescribed syllabus and set to work enchanting his pupils with his soft sing song lilt and wonderful stories. That was my first encounter with Carl Leggo. Subsequently, I had him a few times as a professor while taking Education courses and felt honoured and privileged to be taught by such a gentle man. I'll never forget his readings from "Growing up Perpendicular on the Side of a Hill", class nature walks to out of the classroom to inspire us. The many laughs and the always positive Karma he emitted. I still reckon back to my many moments and stories he shared. I know that his teaching has inspired and supported my teaching. His love for his students and for his craft of poetry were unmatched. Thank you Carl for what you did for all of us. I am sure you are sitting on a cloud up high, still sharing, still loving, still inspiring. Cheers Brother Regards Eric

Happy Father’s Day, Dad! With love and gratitude always and forever!

Carl's impact on my life as a teacher of literature and language, a writer, and as a human is profound. Never before had I met a teacher so willfully honest, so inviting, so caring, so genuinely interested in my development as a lover of wor(l)ds. Carl encouraged me - and all of us - to take risks, to dare to live joyfully (if for no other reason then out of spite!), and to dedicate ourselves to the power of story and the power of language. His work and influence continue to live on today in the lives of the students I teach. I have given workshops on his pedagogies, spreading his word as if it is evangelical -- and at times, and in certain places, it is. I'm so grateful to Carl for his time, his care, his thoughtfulness. Pieces of him truly will live on in us, and I am pleased to know this scholarship will keep his priorities and energies alive.

I am profoundly grateful to be on the list of UBC students given the opportunity to learn, experience and be emotionally ignited by Dr. Leggo’s unique gifts. Saddened at the loss of his intellect, wit, creativity, and stories, I will continue to be inspired as a teacher by his example. Rest in power!

Haiku to Carl Poet, mentor, friend Ethical, compassionate A man of his word/s

One year when I was a new assistant professor at UBC, Carl taught in the same classroom that I did, immediately after my class ended. We would bump into each other at the class change twice a week. He knew that I was new, knew my name right away, and went out of his way the rest of the term to check in with me in those brief moments, to make sure I was getting along okay. He checked in without ever actually telling me that this was what he was doing. Put another way, Carl wasn't just acting kind. Carl was kind. You couldn't help but notice that about him. I'm grateful to have known him.

Carl’s passion for vigorous and creative scholarship that transcends disciplinary boundaries is the inspiration behind this new graduate scholarship in art-based inquiry. This scholarship was originally to be in honour of, rather than in memory of Carl. After we first discussed the idea, I sent Carl an email to identify criteria for the scholarship. He replied with great enthusiasm for how the scholarship would celebrate the significance of arts-based research at UBC. I replied saying that I was excited to have the opportunity to help with ensuring that his “Leggocy” would inspire and support graduate students for a long time to come! So this is now a part of Carl’s LEGGO-CY. To honour Carl’s love of words and all forms of word play, my husband Dean constructed a huge lego C from the bags of lego we have at home for our grandchildren. It symbolizes the commitment to making this scholarship a resounding success.

I just heard of Carl's death. Carl was the saving grace of my teaching year at UBC. In a program I experienced to be mainly teaching me to conform, Carl offered poetry. He believed all we needed to do as new teachers was be ourselves and explore the things that gave us joy. He asked us to take risks and be brave in being ourselves. He inspired me in poetry and in teaching. I am very saddened to hear of his passing.