|Today I join my fellow bloggers in "serving up a slice" |
to the Tuesday Slice of Life sponsored by
Two Writing Teachers.
And then . . . I held my breath . . . especially when a friend
indicated that the "ugly tree" might be dead.
I watched, and waited, checked on it during spring break,
Each day the tree is more beautiful, but I shuddered today when the wind whisked away more than its proper share of beautiful pink blooms. Normally, I'm content knowing that the gorgeous blooms will return again next spring. However, my trees will be cut down so that portables can be moved into their place. Our portable village is being relocated, a new road is being built (where the portables are now), and construction will begin for a new part of our campus. Those of us who have been in the front of the building will eventually be in the back of the building, and until the construction is complete (two years down the road), the portables will be positioned outside our classrooms (20 feet away). I picked a good time to retire!
In a meeting last week our administrators mentioned that the trees will probably be cut down before school is out. I pray that the wheels of progress move slowly so that I won't be there. But just in case, I'm planning to pull the shades and play loud music. My students and I will refuse to witness or listen to this sad event. In the interim, keep your fingers crossed for us that the dirty deed gets done after school hours (no, I'm usually still there then). What I'm hoping for is that the wheels of progress turn very slowly (think July) so that I can be spared viewing this tragedy.