Reflecting today on a piece I drafted a year ago, written with hopes that Distance Learning would be a short-term deal. And what might be, today and tomorrow. A flash.
Third floor
J in the middle of a Zoom with one of her EAL students. She smiles and solicits a response to a prompt, the child smiles back
First floor
Rhino and Elephant in the middle of Hangouts and Zooms with classmates
Second floor
I’m in the middle
And on the edge
And so, so, so
Tired
Get Up Eight 
Distance learning has been SO, SO hard! The way you separated everyone in the Slice really draws attention to how isolating it is to teach and learn this way.
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Yes, it was a snap turn, a whiplash turn, into different, and many people have stayed so so so tired. You capture it in the line breaks!
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I’ve been thinking on that, how we thought it would be for, oh, a weeks or so… one year later, blinking blurry eyes, still disoriented in some ways, not believing we’ve come this far. The spareness of your lines conveys this so well. We’ve lived “on the edge” for so long.
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Not a memory to hold onto. Your slice captures the strangeness and tiredness. I have hard time accepting that I have to go through this for a second time. At least this time I am smarter (I hope) and will take better care of my well-being.
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I can feel your exhaustion for sure.
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