I am posting every day during March as part of the annual "Slice of Life" Challenge for Two Writing Teachers. Check out their website for lots more reflections on teaching.*******
With a quick swipe of our SmartCards,
we move through the turnstiles at the metro and
hurry down the escalator to the platform.
Train due in two minutes - okay, good!
We walk together,
down the platform and
position ourselves to board the train.
chatting a little,
then lost in our own individual thoughts as the day begins.
The daily commute,
with my favorite companion,
Oh, yes! Here comes the train.
I walk a few steps forward,
in order to be right at the opening door.
Look, an empty seat!
That doesn't happen enough.
I sit down, on the outside edge,
because I get off the metro at the earlier stop.
No one sits next to me.
Where is he?
I hop up from my seat,
startled, a bit frightened, and
Metro doors close tightly and
the train races forward.
I am bewildered,
spinning my head around,
eyes searching wildly at all the neighboring seats,
through the window at the distancing platform, and
down the long train car,
my disconcerted husband
at the opposite end,
his eyes mirroring mine,
yes, my husband,
We had somehow,
boarded the train
via two different doors.
What if we had ended up on different cars!
We were together on that platform,
in body only.
I hurry to him,
shaking my head and chuckling,
and we greet one another with a happy hug,
as if we had been separated all day.
An uneasy feeling lingers,
a profound sense of loss.
When has this happened before?
What have I missed?
(A daily share by preschoolers in their own words)
A Story Collage by Nico
Do you remember when we went to see the horses? A lady was riding on one horse. What was the horse named? Blue! This horse is blue. Boo! The bear! That’s about Jungle Book. Did you know I went to feed the ducks with my Mom yesterday? You have to wear something on the horse so that you don’t fall down on the horse. I love my Dad and my Mom! I said that already!! The End.