Many thanks to Ronovan for his Décima Poetry Challenge! Usually, I read his challenge, putter around a bit, and then give up. Today, I decided to tackle this one. The topic is SENSE.
If I had any sense at all
I’d never write a décima
Instead I’d sigh, try to recall
The purpose of this teaching blog:
To clear the smoke and rid the fog
Of cloudy thoughts that hinder all.
Of course, since I spent 5 minutes on this, I need to examine my own head for foggy ideas!
Honestly, though? I am writing this because I have no hope of writing sensibly about George Floyd and Ahmaud Arbery’s murders. I am still trying to put something together that would encourage educators to teach ALL children. The fact that the average black high school graduate reads at an 8th grade level is nonsensical. So are the ubiquitous, racially predictable test results at EVERY level. White American teachers, WE MUST DO BETTER!
As much as I loved spring, with its vibrant flowers and fragrances, the beginning of summer is great for flowering weeds, not so great for long walks. We’re talking about major sweating here- and the temps are still moderate for this time of year. I guess 6-foot distancing is best since I look like I have a dripping fever.
The weed below is a Carolina horse nettle. My dearest teaching widower would be proud that I didn’t touch it!
Magnolia trees are not weeds, but since I DO grab sniff all the lowest blossoms, I must include this gorgeous one. The flowers of this ancient plant do not have true petals. In fact, this early flowering giant has been around for 36+ million years! I guess the above blossom may be a fossil in the making. I do love to see the stamen, lying there like candy matchsticks. Truly delish!