Today I began teaching “English 9 A.” As we squeezed into a skinny oblong ring, I could already sense a community being formed. The simple act of sharing names and bits about ourselves molded a community. The simple act of reading aloud molded a community. The simple act of asking and trusting molded a community.
As I reflect on all of the simple acts over the course of the shortened 48 minute period, I realize that when all put together it leads to powerful ground work for the rigorous instruction which lies ahead.
Unhurried. Finding the magic in the middle of living. Capturing a life of ridiculous grace + raw stories.