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The Waking
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
I learn by going where I cannot go.
We think by feeling. What is there to know?
I hear my being dance from ear to ear.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Of those so close beside me, which are you?
God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there,
And learn by going where I have to go.
Light takes the Tree, but who can tell us how?
The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair;
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Great Nature has another thing to do
To you and me; so take the lively air,
And, lovely, learn by going where to go.
This shaking keeps me steady. I should know.
What falls away is always. And is near.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I learn by going where I have to go.
--Theodore Roethke
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Joy's Updates - Straight from the Horse's Mouth.
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Tuesday, December 02, 2003
Heigh-ho Heigh-ho!
Yes, I'm going back to work tomorrow. It would be nice to think they'd give me a break, but they are after all teenagers and aren't quite human. Two days with a substitute is approaching critical mass with them, so I need to get back. My fever is down to normal now, but I'm still really weak. I plan to sit in my tall chair behind my podium quite a bit. One of the kids asked me why I had one of those chairs and none of the other teachers did. I told him I bought it myself. He said, "Oh, then we'd better take care of it since it's yours. I see why you don't want us sitting in it." Odd bit of logic. They are drawn to that chair for some reason and most of them want to sit in it and roll around. I told them where they could buy one just like it, but that's not the same. It's just a tall office chair, so I don't have to stand all day but am tall enough behind the podium while we're going over assignments. I usually walk around when I'm explaining things and write on the board. Aren't you glad you know this?
2:49:00 PM
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