I lifted my foot Until the muscles in my upper leg burned Pushing my leg out and down Waiting to feel the pressure Of my foot meeting the tile on which I move After forty minutes my core is screaming My workout? Walking. Trying not to drag my feet.
Can I …? overcome the splitting of my head the angry noises of my stomach, The preconceptions that I must walk through, the others I buy into and wear. there are a trillion things to try, and twice as many to learn before I do. A blessing that will drive me, to accomplishment or endingContinue reading “Can I?”
When I was in middle school one of the well liked students (by teachers and students!), said in passing, “You know Mr. M, the shortest complete statement in the English is, I am.” The science teacher, Mr. M. engaged with this student and listened as he explained that in the sentence, “I” was the subject,Continue reading “The Ultimate Question”