ducks can swim and fly at the same time.

i taught my last class for the whole year today. i've taught for 11 weeks. my class is great, i love them, but it is lovely to have a break.

and i feel like things are on break. my world is clean, i've done laundry, and things just feel more able to breathe.

yay! now i can tackle that big art project for my sister and brother-in-law... the project that i see perfectly in my head but am not quite sure if it's actually possible.

wonder of wonders

the co-op i teach at was cancelled last minute because of flash flooding this morning...

...yay!

last night all i could think was "ohhh why can't i get sick overnight, i don't want to teach in the morning i need to get caught up in my own school"

one person will tell you that i was considering breaking my left arm (need the right one, plus if the left is out you don't have to do the harder hand in piano) ... but that's just a... rumor.

the bard and the bully

i think i've mentioned the shakespeare class i'm teaching this year... (loving it, by the way!) ... and i've been so impressed and excited by how quick all the kids are and how eager to learn, by some in particular. i know that having favorites is bad, but if i were to have a favorite it would probably be Jared.

12, blonde, TONS of freckles, and always so unabashedly enthusiastic about the play and about learning. it's wonderful to see him not be ashamed by his interest in the subject, especially at that age, where such things are apparently uncool. so last week we were having a nice little discussion of the roman conspirators and what character traits/flaws led up to them deciding to assasinate caesar, and Jared started talking about it, and as he spoke he got more and more excited and breathy and loud, quite earnestly. here are his thoughts:

" well... i mean, caesar wasn't all that girly (looks around at all the girls in the class) ... uh, i mean weak, but cassius kept talking about what a sissy he was, and that he couldn't swim so that meant his brain was weak, and all the conspirators were so much better than him and they could swim too, so they assasinated him! so i think cassius was just... well... well... he was just a BIG FAT BULLY!"