Calling Home

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Photo by Tim Wright

He talked as I taught the lesson. I asked him to stop.

He talked some more during work time. I asked him to stop.

I changed his seating – nestling him between two quiet students. He talked out loud instead of getting his work done.

I called him to my desk. His parents’ phone numbers were in front of us.

I rarely call home.

“Who shall I call? Mom or dad?”

“Mom,” he said.

“Dad it is!”

 

Lessons Learned Before Dawn

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Kevin the Complainer. I was going to make his complaining in red ink, but then realized it would look like he was spitting up blood. I think I’ll re-do this one. He looks much plumper than the first rendition and the fourth stripe bled out.

The Bike Ride

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I rode my bike home from work twice last week. It’s something I’ve wanted to do for several years, but was afraid to try. The route home includes driving alongside very busy traffic and crossing two freeway ramps. But I (finally) conquered my fears and did it!

While riding, I couldn’t help but see how riding a bike home was analogous to life: there are choices you make that send you off (literally) on a different path. Every bit of the way, you make choices:

  • smile or don’t smile at those you encounter;
  • appreciate nature (or don’t);
  • follow the rules/laws (or take dangerous risks);
  • breathe and enjoy the journey OR stress and rush to get to your destination

All journeys (literal and figurative) share a common theme: It’s beneficial to look ahead and do a little planning (to be prepared), but most pleasant and constructive to be fully present.

It is rarely helpful to look back.

 

 

 

 

Shades of Gray

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I’m really into monochrome right now. I love the great variety available using black, gray and white. I’ve decided to do my illustrations for Kevin the Complainer this way, utilizing other colors for symbolism or emphasis.