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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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Wednesday, December 22, 2004
Follow Up
Thanks to those of you who let me know you read my blog. There are others who choose to remain anonymous lurkers, I suppose, but I do like to know who you are.
For those who know me, you realize that I will go for the joke and say things for effect at the expense of the facts when I can. While I'm teaching, I have to stick with the material most of the time but do veer off now and then. That being said, I do realize what's going on with Brendan. He's good at making connections and recognizing patterns which is why he thinks his parents are going away when he sees me. He'll probably be good at math. No one told me to look for patterns in math until I was an adult teaching in the gifted program, and I never figured it out for myself the way math people do. Anyway, the more I'm with Brendan and his parents return, the better he'll be about it. He's fine once they are out of sight now. He's also quite dramatic.
1:25:00 PM
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