Some days I just feel clobbered by mundanity, mediocrity and apathy. It's like they're thugs who mug you when you skip out the back door of the bar to get some fresh air. You're enjoying the clear night sky and brisk temperature... then, BAM. Thugs come and beat you just for the hell of it.
Today was the reverse. I was privvy to wonder. This boy in my class (who frustrates me to no end-- his dad is in jail and his mom works insane hours) rescued three birds from this net. This one bird even let him hold it. It shocked me speechless to watch this kid who refuses to do work, gently free these frightened birds. His problem-solving and command of the situation was awe-full. I felt honored to witness the interaction. It gave me hope for this kid. So, he might fall under the spell of Shakespeare, but there is something beautiful about his soul when he isn't clogging toilets or throwing spitballs.
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