At times the quality of a feature, a blockbuster- and others an independent film.
Every day a different value, a different budget, a unique perspective. Each day we are bombarded with adverts and trailers. But as denizens we can pick and choose which to be entertained by. We are designated drivers in our own story. We are voices of this place. We write the script. We table read with other actors. We choose our roles. Even when we might not be able to choose the location.
There has been a resurgence of horror flicks.
A lot of screeching and chases.
We all feel exhausted.
We all feel sweaty with the effort.
But, in the middle- here we live- in this moment, we continue to thrive. Our crops might be dwindled- but our gardens are full. Our cameras rolling with anticipation of a great story.
We stagger back again- no matter our mindset. This I love. This is why I am in this profession. For every negative voice, there are hundreds of positive ones. We might have bitter moments, but we circumvent- we endure- we take up residence once again: on our flow, our energy amplified.
I am some sort of resident.
Some sort of tenant in the quarters of education.
I find it beautiful and vulnerable. Chaotic and comforting.
In a flux both welcoming and tragic. Edges sharp.
But within the scurry- a soft, tender middle, where almost all- stand their ground and fight for students.
This center- louder than any outside distraction. We are hunkering down for the teleplay. The intermission looms a bit out of reach. We might just not get one.
And that is alright. We have trained for this.
We are residents. We are denizens, citizens and patriots. We are educators.
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