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| the future of america (we can relax) |
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| vickie and one of her humans |
how are you? i am a remote teacher now -- not in temperament, but in physical space from my students. my students are now doing what i did at NCOC SF: distance learning. i am happy. i want to tap dance. i am speaking by phone with my kiddies, and friday we'll have a zoom meeting, so i'll be able to see them. yay! i love my students. one is a bright, artistic, handsome boy from el salvador (w/equally sturdy, friendly brother & father). his beautiful mother used to attend my english classes at the library, & the boy sent pix of some of his animals. his family leads a pastoral life out in lockwood valley, a golden plane rimmed by forest about 10 miles west. when i told him that i loved pigs & asked if they raise them for meat or for pets, he sent me a pic of a pig they have named vickie, writing, "vickie is now your pigy [sic]." (one hour later...) i've gotten to help a student walk through/talk through a division problem & some add/subtract, discuss PE ideas, a ray bradbury story i assigned, etc etc... out the window the sky is blue, blue, blue with snow expected this eve; only feet away, western bluebirds, brilliantly colored -- nearly cerulean, w/tan chests -- are peeping & flipping through the tree branches like tiny aerialists.
james is away at lake hughes helping others; charts show the virus is leveling out in california; i will see my kids friday for a zoom meeting; & on day 37 of my illness (NOT covid-19; i was tested!) i continue to get better... considering this is life on life's terms, all is good, very good.
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