Two weeks- its been quiet and still. But today, the light blinks on with my movement. The hum breaks the silence. It feels a bit in disarray- piles of graded papers amuck on my desk. Board filled with December data.
I make a spin and take it all in. This realm comes alive. This space, a horizon, beach front. Grains of possibility, meet a current of foamy curiosity. This ocean, salty and crisp- is gleaming now in the light.
I love my classroom. It sparks productiveness. It glimmers creativity. After a break- its waves and brine sting at first- but it lures. Toes first, then feet, body. I lunge into its depth and welcome the sea creatures and algae that entangle me.
Pushing on the ocean, brings the rush of retreating holiday slumberness.
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