|From the 1973 Petit Jean|
At Harding Elementary,
my 2nd grade classroom
and my 6th grade classroom
the same classroom.
Coatracks in the hallway outside the door.
Classroom library tucked away in the back corner.
A large bank of windows along the western wall.
My strongest memories, of that room, are of rainy days.
I mean stormy,
dark clouds, and lightning days.
Raindrops pelting the windows like bullets.
The sound of it so loud
you could hardly hear the teacher.
Dark and scary on the outside,
but warm and cozy on the inside.
Like resting in the hand of God.
Feeling happy, calm and protected
when the whole world was coming apart
on the other side of the glass.
I loved those rainy days
with Mrs. Alston or Mrs. Alexander
just a few steps away.
that life can be good
even in the midst of a storm.