It was a gray, early spring day. The sky was overrun with solid gray clouds. There was not,
yet, an inkling of green grass that would soon be emerging from the gray ground. There was not,
yet, a bud emerging from the gray trees. The air even seemed gray. There was no other way to describe the day other than gray. As I walked down the road, the only real sign of spring was the temperature of the air. Yet, times were a-changing and life was e-merging underneath the gray skies.
As I walked into the classroom, it was clear that times were a-changing. The room was filled with pinks, yellows, short sleeve shirts and short pants! I smiled as I looked around at the students whose wardrobe choices were clearly inspired by yesterday'x warmth and sunshine. I wondered how many, "You shouldn't wear thats," and "It's not warm enough for shorts," were exchanged before they merged to brighten my day!
2 comments:
If the weather's not going to give us spring, why not bring it on ourselves in whatever way works best. Glad you got a breath of warm sunshiny weather from the inside!
A lot of parents probably tried to change some minds. For once, you must be glad they didn’t.
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