Journal: Monday, April 10, 2006

I spent a soothing, undisturbed weekend after my exhausting week in Washington with my 8th grade students. As usual, I did some work at school on Saturday morning. I always love the peaceful feeling in the building when I’m there alone on the weekend. My classroom then is like my own private “workshop” where I can plan and build excellent lesson plans for my students. Some men have workshops in the basements where important tools are hung with care, and where complicated wood working projects are planned and carried out; I have Room 2 at Pine Point School. In the afternoon, I had the pleasure of reading some of Paradise Lost, writing in my journal, walking in the spring-like weather, and watching the Red Sox win on TV. For me, it was the perfect way to spend a tranquil weekend afternoon. I felt like I had nothing to do but enjoy whatever happened to pass my way. Yesterday, Sunday, I spent a few wonderful hours up in Brooklyn, CT, with my two sons and their wives and my delightful grandson, Noah. He’s 2 ½ now, and as full of charm and wisdom as anyone I know. We read books together, danced a little to his favorite songs, and wandered around outside in the chilly April air.