I came across this poem today and it almost perfectly describes my idea of rain - refreshing and powerful. Powerful but beautiful.
The spring rain falls gently down,
Like a warm sprinkling shower,
Seeping Earth with soothing sound,
Erasing time until this hour.
Fearlessly, flowers face this day,
While I'm wallowing wet with doubts.
Drenched and dripping I drop to pray
Among the fresh emerging sprouts.
Ahh...Pure power pours into me!
Washing away my private pain.
Restoring peace and serenity,
Quenching my thirst for life again.
Copywright©2006 by Laura Barrette Shannon ToltecWarrior
Our testing at school is quite monotonous and boring. The entire curriculum is based on these test results. To help "improve our performance", they feed us yucky muffins as "nourishment" for those who don't eat breakfast, and give us insane amounts of time to do problems that can only be looked over so many times. I was assigned to room 6, with Mrs. A-B. She is Erika's geography teacher. When I told Erika what room I had, she wished me good luck on the test - if we ever got around to taking it. After being with Mrs. A-B for about five minutes I figured out why. She never shuts up, to put it bluntly. And ****, the ***** cusses like a ******* ***! Every **** other **** word **** is **** a **** star. She goes from one topic to the next without even stopping to breathe! Luckily we only have one day left testing. Too much negativity here. New subject, please.
The weather this morning was quite nice. A bit cooler than yesterday, but overall, desirable. The forecasters had predicted rain and snow, so I had dressed accordingly. By lunch, I was down to my short sleeve shirt (which happens to be an awesome shirt, by the way). Because of the testing, we get about an hour to eat. Although we're not supposed to leave the campus or go outside, many people left to eat out or smoke (which is also illegal).
Yesterday Erika, Sarah, and I planned to bring a picnic lunch. I had expected to eat it indoors, since I still seem to trust the weatherman so much. But today, since it was so nice out, we got to have a traditional picnic. Erika had brought a soft green checkered cloth, which we laid out on the prickly dead grass. Sarah's squished peanut butter and jelly sandwiches were placed on fun animal paper plates, along with sliced apples. After some discussion, we opened up the french-onion chips. I brought brownie-like chocolate cookies for dessert. It was a much needed break from the otherwise drab atmosphere we had been trapped in all day (even though Phil and Brenden paid us a visit).
Oddly enough, my weatherman's prediction came true three hours later. When I went outside to go home, it was raining. But I really love rain. In fourth grade it would rain in the afternoon and we would have to go to the gym for class. And there was a big tree that must have been there since my teacher was little (that's old). And I had my white knee socks and black Bass shoes named Haley and my dress-like plaid uniform. And my friends and I would skip and dance all the way to the gym when it rained. I always thought that most of my friends were better rain-dancers than I. Which is pretty neat since they were all guys.
Now it's snowing.
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
Sun Rain Snow
6 comments:
I love this post. It makes me feel happy inside. And now the CSAP is done with!!
OMG! Your teacher cusses at school?? Drop out of South this instant, Lauren. That's an order. I meant it.
It's not Lauren's teacher. And I really don't think it would be much different somewhere else. Please don't, Lauren.
No, it's not my teacher. And dropping out of school wouldn't change her cussing anyway. :)
Homeschool. I love it. We homeschoolers are very socialized, contrary to popular belief. Then you guys would have a great school atmosphere! Anyway, I'm the only girl in our co-op, so come join us!!
Wow. This topic could turn into its own post - or even blog!
I believe that there are advantages to both methods of education.
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