Friends, I like continuity as much as the next person (ok, maybe more), so I was loving the fact that I had managed to post every Wednesday for the last few months. But yesterday… yesterday I tried to make myself post, I really did. I kept myself up, meanwhile slumping down more and more into the couch, until I was practically horizontal, and had to admit to myself that I was not going to post, that it was time to GO. TO. BED.
And so there was no Wednesday post. I awoke this morning to the garbage trucks roaring down the street and knew that it was no longer Wednesday, it was most definitely Thursday, and there was no going back.
But does this mean that the posts have to stop? Does one just throw in the towel because of one break in continuity? No, friends, one does not. Because: THE SHOW MUST GO ON.
The truth is, the mayhem yesterday was a bit much for me. There will be a time at which 6 young ones will realize that Mendelssohn's Nocturne from A Midsummer Night's Dream is one of the most beautiful things you could ever listen to or play, but sadly that time is not now. No, right now I think they are ready to throw it out the window. And perhaps me.
But there have been moments of beauty! And wonder! One of our students is very good at drawing, and as she sat, making "coloring pages" for all the other kids (pencil drawings to color in with crayons, paints, etc), one of them said, "How can you DRAW SO GOOD??" I think a certain strain of envy running through the class right then was expressed in that question, and it felt like it needed to be expressed. What did our student do? She took another sheet of paper and started to explain. "Well, you draw the head, and then the shoulders, and then here's one arm, and it bends like this, and the other one, you can't see it, you just see the hand, like this…" and the entire class was rapt.
It's moments like these.
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