|"Books are the plane, and the train, and the road. |
They are the destination and the journey.
They are home."
|Find it here.|
June is the month that I set aside for sorting through
the scraps of paper I collect throughout the year.
Today, I tackled a drawer that contained
--among other things--
receipts for school supplies, perfume samples,
thank you notes, and papers with quotes.
Among the fluttering mess, I found the above quote.
Somehow, I want to use this quote in my classroom!
My relationship with books goes back to my earliest memories.
This may have something to do with primarily
being a sight learner; I am compelled to read.
Anna Quindlen wrote an essay, "On Being A Mom",
that always brings tears to my eyes.
(I've linked the essay at a blog that will inspire you with its photography!)
I'm living in unknown territory this summer,
with our 19-year-old son home from college.
He is trying not to chafe against a curfew.
We are trying not to ask too many questions.
He is managing his own work schedule.
We are managing to give him the freedom to fail.
Where do I go to process this new territory?
Books...but not necessarily books about parenting young adults.
When I am reading, there is another track being traveled.
My heart seems to shake and sort the details
of my subconscious and conscious thoughts.
At the end of a half hour with a book,
things are clearer, answers are settled.
At the moment, I'm rereading
"All Is Vanity", by Christina Schwarz
The characters make me want to be a better writer,
to notice and describe the things I tend to forget.
What is your relationship with books?