School on the computer is mostly devastating, but sometimes not.
The drumbeat of the day is mostly: No, we can't do that, but we can develop our disappointment muscles.
The fierce (false!) voice about the mess, the clutter and chaos, is mostly loud.
Sometimes real teachers arrive in the mail, meaningful activities clipped from the newspaper with encouraging notes.
Sometimes a faint echo, a narrow bridge, reminds us what good work we are trying to do here, and how many people are rooting for us.
1 comment:
Jenni Baby,
When was young, I knew a really old guy who used the phrase, "the year the peaches froze" to describe a portion of time during "his" early childhood.
I envision your boys doing something similar with "2020".
L2A
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