About to go

Have you ever been in a fight? Or, how about had major surgery? There is this time that exists before something like that happens that drives you crazy. Even if what you are waiting for is essentially awful, the time before it hits can be worse. Its like that with school right now. Not that that is awful, its just .... coming. And I am waiting. I have my ducks mostly in a row, a couple are still waddling off here and there, but they are quick to fix. I made a new site for my class... in fact, here is a link. I am very happy with it this year. I made it from scratch, which I always do, but I tried for more of an apple mentality then a pc this year. Simple, clean, meaningful. 

Maybe that should be my mantra this school year. Simple. Clean. Meaningful. I have been in my class a few times now. The plants are back in place, with a few new additions. The tables are in groups, the books are alphabetized. I restocked the paper. My computer is in shambles though. In fact, its on the hallway floor outside of my classroom. They gave me a new one. (this could be bad) I have a lot of things that I have collected through the years on that old one. Things like online timers and templates for all sorts of things. It will be ok... say it with me.... it will be ok. 

Henry came with me on my walk this morning. He keeps talking about how things would sound if they could talk. Bugs this time. I planted that seed in his head a couple of months ago. He was nervous about something or other and I could see him pacing and rehearsing in his head. So I asked him what the trees would sound like if they could talk. We went on about it forever, mimicking the big fat oak and the spindly birch trees. Things like that stay with Henry, and with me as well I guess, they are like safety blankets. A nice place to put your mind when it wants to run away from you. Maybe Henry is nervous about school this year as well. In fact, I am sure he is. He does the same trick that I do when I am nervous about something: bury your head in the sand and never acknowledge that it exists. He hasn't wanted to get school supplies. Its coming big boy... you can't stop it. You can only embrace the thing and bend with it as it goes. As we were walking today I heard the muffled whoosh of a helicopter above us. It was cool one though... one that sounded like it was being silenced in some way (like those black ones that come at night ;) ) I zoomed way in on it and found that it was a state police copter. Cool! If you can zoom the picture in you can see its printed on the side. At any rate... what were we talking about? School or some such nonsense. I guess that its starting soon or something...

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