Monday

IMG_1078The crunch of whole grain crusty cinnamon toast and the steam of Earl Grey in a big ceramic mug comprise my moment.  Ah, this is the sleep of the neighborhood and time for click of my keyboard.  I wish I could hold on to the quiet meditation:  toast, tea and thoughts.

The day will unfold into a dozen moments as I arrive with the custodian.  LLI books to shuffle away or out.  Morning yard duty on the north black top.  Then one, two kinder buddy groups.  One, two first grade groups, and then one, two second grade groups and a fourth grader one on one.

Then I will unearth math things and meet my after school intervention to get third graders thinking mathematically. 

Perhaps I’ll have steam enough to set up for tomorrow before the first LCAP meeting which will run until 7:30 pm.  That’s 12.5 hours on campus, which is not a quiet place.

This Earl Grey tastes very fine.  The cinnamon left on the saucer sighs.  My body is not fooled by this daylight savings time.  It knows I’m up an hour earlier.

The quiet.  The sleep time.  Breathe time. 

Giving way to dressing and driving time.

 

2 thoughts on “Monday”

  1. We begin the day much the same, but I am trying to avoid the toast, high triglycerides for me! I really enjoyed this image and personification:

    “This Earl Grey tastes very fine. The cinnamon left on the saucer sighs. My body is not fooled by this daylight savings time. It knows I’m up an hour earlier.”

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