Welcome to the Gigantic Field of Unknowing. Before i became a teacher, i thought summers were opulent breaks in which educators went sailing and drank salty dogs at two in the afternoon. huh. What do teachers do on summer "vacation"? i will attempt to explore this idea of an educator's summer with consistent entries exploring just exactly why those damn teachers get so much time off.
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Don't fight the waves
I'm listening to the rattle of myna birds and wind in the palm trees. Today we will witness the marriage of my brother-in-law and my brother-in-law to-be. I have been surprised by finding that I am bracing myself for the confusion, the sourness, the antipathy as people ask our group, "who is the lucky couple?" only to find two glowing men, beaming at each other. But then, as I wait for it, I witness the unexpected. Graciousness. Honor. Joy, even. It seems that love really does conquer all.
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