Elizabeth Joy Levinson

I Am! Said the Lamb [excerpt], by Theodore Roethke

This morning I helped a group of students and teachers clean up some of the vacant blocks around our school.  We probably filled close to twenty garbage bags in two hours.  At one point, I overheard a few of my students talking & the conversation was odd; one was talking in the voice of an old man and seemed to be explaining something.  I asked them about it and they told me that every time they found a strange piece of debris, they were making up stories for how it got there.  I didn’t make a big deal about it because I didn’t want to ruin their fun, but I was doing a little happy dance in my heart.

For this week, I am planning on playing as much as possible.  Odd topics, different personas, I might even attempt humor at some point.