“When given the choice between being right or being kind, choose kind” - Wonder by R.J. Palacio
Driving
through the narrow streets of my town on
my way to school, caught in a long, slow
serpentine of vehicles, I focus on the beautiful song coming from my phone, it's one of my Youtube lists. Sufjan
Stevens Should Have Known Better
casts a hopeful glare even to the very grey sky above.
Here we are. Two
endless processions of teenagers flow on both sides of the street. They procede
slowly but, anyhow, faster than my
car. Ok, patience, not yet there,
but almost there, the school is not that far. A quick look at the car
clock: 8:01 I’m supposed to be giving my first lesson of the day in 14 minutes.
Will I make it in time?
Sufjan
Stevens is now singing Futile Devices
and I wish I could stay in the car listening to music all morning long. But
that’s not me, no, not really me. I’m not lazy, I love my job, I can’t wait to
see my students. What’s this sudden wish of having nothing to do or nobody to
see?
I really don’t understand what happens to me sometimes. For example, why have I been obsessively listening to
the same songs these days? I should stop and I blame them
for my recent exceptionally moody mood. But they are just beautiful love
songs and my mood must certainly have some other
reason to be. I decide I don’t actually want to know.